Charleston has a landscape that encourages intimacy and partisanship. I have heard it said that an inoculation to the sights and smells of the Carolina lowcountry is an almost irreversible antidote to the charms of other landscapes, other alien geographies. You can be moved profoundly by other vistas, by other oceans, by soaring mountain ranges, but you can never be seduced. You can even forsake the lowcountry, renounce it for other climates, but you can never completely escape the sensuous, semitropical pull of Charleston and her marshes.

Every industry is going to be affected (by the aging population). This creates tremendous opportunities and tremendous challenges.

Cameras are a lifesaver for very shy people who have nowhere else to hide. Behind a lens they can disguise the fact that they have nothing to say to strangers.

Walking the streets of Charleston in the late afternoons of August was like walking through gauze or inhaling damaged silk.

My soul found ease and rest in the companionship of books.

Know this. I think you could be special if you only thought there was anything special about yourself.

Humanity is best described as inhumanity.