We lose the magic whenever we stop telling our story and begin to wonder how we're doing, if we're selling it, if the listener likes us. Just tell the story and go on to the next one. All of us are full of stories the world might want to hear.

Mendacity is a system that we live in," declares Brick. "Liquor is one way out an'death's the other.

Just another four-letter word.

I must endure & endure & still endure.

Openings come quickly, sometimes, like blue space in running clouds. A complete overcast, then a blaze of light.

It is a terrible thing for an old woman to outlive her dogs.

You know, then that the public Somebody you are when you 'have a name' is a fiction created with mirrors and that the only somebody worth being is the solitary and unseen you that existed from your first breath