The very young and the very old often saw what others could not. Or would not.
Into the night, in the dark, he lay beside her, listening to her breathe. He knew the varied and sundry reasons a man would kill. But none were more fierce, none were more vital than to hold safe what he loved.
Once you considered failure you were one step farther away from success.
Holding onto something that's gone only makes a sickness inside.
I'd rather be screwed up with you than smooth with anybody else.
Memories are nice little possessions. As long as you don't ignore the present when you take them out to play.