Every Story We Remember Is A Novel.

But What I Really Want Is To Just Swim Around In A Warm Baby Pool Of These Friends, Jump In Their Dry Leaf Pile-to Rub Them All Over Myself, Without Words And Clothes.

Most People Would Trade Everything They Know, Everyone They Know- They'd Trade It All To Know They've Been Seen, And Acknowledged, That They Might Even Be Remembered. We All Know We Die. We All Know The World Is Too Big For Us To Be Significant. So All We Have Is The Hope Of Being Seen, Or Heard, Even For A Moment.

Why Do We Pursue Information That We Know Will Never Leave Our Heads?

When We Don't Get The Results We Want In Our Military Endeavors, We Don't Blame The Soldiers.

She Pulls Away, Pats Me On The Shoulder With Three Mini-pats, Like Those Used To Pet Reptiles.