Every end is the beginning of something else.

The isolation spins its mysterious cocoon, focusing the mind on one place, one time, one rhythm - the turning of the light. The island knows no other human voices, no other footprints. On the Offshore Lights you can live any story you want to tell yourself, and no one will say you're wrong: not the seagulls, not the prisms, not the wind.

There are times when the ocean is not the ocean - not blue, not even water, but some violent explosion of energy and danger: fierceness on a scale only gods can summon.

When it comes to their kids, parents are all just instinct and hope. And fear. Rules and laws fly straight out the window.

To have any kind of a future you've got to give up hope of ever changing your past.

We live with the decisions we makeThat’s what bravery is. Standing by the consequences of your mistakes.

That's how life goes on - protected by the silence that anesthetizes shame.