I was on the verge of jumping into one of those holes in life out of which we emerge a bit tattered and bloody, though we remain sure nonetheless that we had to make the jump.
In a life properly lived, you're a river.
I do have trouble with titles.
Sometimes the only answer to death is lunch.
Everybody has a gun in their car in Detroit.
Every day I wonder how many things I am dead wrong about. -- True North