I prefer to remain anomalous.

That's how it is: some people are content to wait till you ask, while others jump right in with the whole story.

Our childhood had passed over into history overnight. The transition was unnoticed by anyone but ourselves.

Mistakes wreck your life. But they make what you have. It's kind of all one. You know what Hester told me when we were working the sheep one time? She said it's no good to complain about your flock, because it's the put-together of all your past choices.

I live in southern Appalachia, so I'm surrounded by people who work very hard for barely a living wage. It's particularly painful that people are working the farms their parents and grandparents worked but aren't living nearly as well.

I used to think religion was just more of the same thing. Dump responsibility on the big guy. Now I see an importance in that. It's a relief to accept that not everything is under your control.

Memory is a complicated thing, a relative to truth, but not its twin.