She’s three years old.

He had changed since his New Haven years.

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.

To her son these words conveyed an extraordinary joy, as if it were settled the expedition were bound to take place, and the wonder to which he had looked forward, for years and years it seemed, was, after a night’s darkness and a day’s sail, within touch.