He needs to go rub his soul against life.

A woman without a man -- a condition of 'manlessness' -- is defined as alone. But a single mother is less alone than the average housewife.

Pure and unblemished souls must taste very bland, with an aftertaste of bitterness.

It seems very safe to me to be surrounded by green growing things and water.

Sometimes I still have American dreams. I mean literally. I see microwave ovens and exercise machines and grocery store shelves with 30 brands of shampoo, and I look at these things oddly, in my dream. I stand and think, "What is all this for? What is the hunger that drives this need?" I think it's fear. Codi, I hope you won't be hurt by this, but I don't think I'll ever be going back. I don't think I can.

I personally am inclined to approach [housework] the way governments treat dissent: ignore it until it revolts.

I live in a rural part of Virginia surrounded by farms and farmers.