He Was One Of Those

I Could Bear The Memory, But I Could Not Bear The Music That Made The Memory Such A Killing Thing.

You Do Not Learn How To Write Novels In A Writing Program. You Learn How By Leading An Interesting Life. Open Yourself Up To All Experience. Let Life Pour Through You The Way Light Pours Through Leaves.

She Had So Mastered The Strategies Of Camouflage That Her Own History Had Seemed A Series Of Well-placed Mirrors That Kept Her Hidden From Herself.

South Carolina Is Not A State; It Is A Cult.

Good Writing Is The Hardest Form Of Thinking.