... Silence (can) Be The Most Eloquent

When Mom And Dad Went To War The Only Prisoners They Took Were The Children

My Soul Found Ease And Rest In The Companionship Of Books.

South Carolina Is Not A State; It Is A Cult.

I Can't Pass A Bookstore Without Slipping Inside, Looking For The Next Book That Will Burn My Hand When I Touch Its Jacket, Or Hand Me Over A Promissory Note Of Such Immense Power That It Contains The Formula That Will Change Everything About Me.

Every Woman I Had Ever Met Who Walked Through The World Appraised And Classified By An Extraordinary Physicality Had Also Received The Keys To An Unbearable Solitude. It Was The Coefficient Of Their Beauty, The Price They Had To Pay.