I Don't Have A Very Logical And

Even Though I Get A Lot Done With My Solitude, And I Make The Best Use Of It Possible, I Always Think Solitude Is An Interlude In A Period Of Time, Which Is Populated By Others.

Things You Did. Things You Never Did. Things You Dreamed. After A Long Time They Run Together.

Only Sometimes You Can't Feel Anything About A Subject Without Hypothesizing Its Extinction.

Love Isn’t A Thing, After All, But An Endless Series Of Single Acts.

I Grew Up In Mississippi Being Told It Was A Great Place, But Not Feeling That. When I Finally Began Reading Seriously, Literature Showed Me Something About Where I Was From Which Was Worthwhile.