Complaint is often the result of an insufficient ability to live within the obvious restrictions of this god damned cage.

All a guy needed was a chance. Somebody was alway controlling who got a chance and who didn't.

I don't remember going to bed, but in the morning, there I was.

sometimes I hate you," she said.

I went over to see Marina two or three or four times a week. I knew as long as I could see the girl I would be all right…. Soon after, I got a letter from Fay. She and the child were living in a hippie commune in New Mexico. It was a nice place, she said. Marina would be able to breathe there. She enclosed a little drawing the girl had made for me.

Our disappointment sits between us.

great books are the ones we need