What could a child know of the darkness of God's plan? Or how flesh is so frail it is hardly more than a dream

For the poor any choice was a gift with two faces.

Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.

The core of literature is the idea of tragedy... You don't really learn much from the good things that happen to you.

It's not about knowing who you are. It's about thinkin you got there without takin anything with you. Your notions about startin over. or anybody's. You dont start over. That's what it's about. Every step you take is forever. You can't make it go away. None of it.

Maybe it's like Mac says. Ever man winds up with the horse that suits him.

Query: How does the never to be differ from what never was?