This was life, I supposed, running and running and running, and realizing along the way that the phantom was getting closer.

We all need people to tell us that we were the ones who had been deeply wronged.

In the end maybe what marriage offered was the determination of one's burial site.

This was life, I supposed, running and running and running, and realizing along the way that the phantom was getting closer.

Our mission in life is not to discover our fate as we go along, or even to procreate, but rather to fill up the endless gray void that is time.

It is a rule of nature that taking a day off on the farm sets a person back at least a week.

It's all a big old chain. There isn't one unconnected link.