Yellow is vagueness and luminousness, both.

September: it was the most beautiful of words, he’d always felt, evoking orange-flowers, swallows, and regret.

Artists are never complete people. But if it's art that completes them, then what is taken away?

There is no loneliness like that of a failed marriage.

Yellow is vagueness and luminousness, both.

New Hampshire has always been cheap, mean, rural, small-minded, and reactionary. It's one of the few states in the nation with neither a sales tax nor an income tax. Social services are totally inadequate there, it ranks at the bottom in state aid to education--the state is literally shaped like a dunce cap--and its medical assistance program is virtually nonexistent. Expecting aid for the poor there is like looking for an egg under a basilisk.... The state encourages skinflints, cheapskates, shutwallets, and pinched little joykillers who move there as a tax refuge to save money.

I kneel to my Lord because I am such a failure. I pray, I hope, I look to the Gospels.