All writers have the idea that they are famous.
Adolescents are still children in that they can't yet tell the difference between make believe and fiction.
I have an artistic temperament, which is a really tragic thing.
In the temporary illumination of the headlights, the insects were scribbling out messages from God that we couldn't get.
The ground was silvery, as if some stars had fallen there.
We were broke in a way that only kids can be broke. Our toes were black with dye from wearing boots that weren't waterproof. We had infected ear lobes and green rings around our fingers from cheap jewelry. No one ever even had a chocolate bar.