Through my college years, topping that ridge had always given me a great sense of being home, but time had diminished the emotion and I had begun to suspect that home was less a place than an empty page.

They say money kinda melts when you take it across a border.

It's a fine world, though rich in hardships at times.

Yesterday's gone on down the river and you can't get it back.

Mystery is underrated, and understanding is overrated.

Listening to women ain't the fashion in this part of the country.

I don't see how being married could be any worse than listening to you talk for twenty years, but that still ain't much of a recommendation for it.