The Perpetual Hunger To Be

And Then The Days Came When I Was Alone.

Life If Curious When Reduced To Its Essentials

Before I Could Read, Almost A Baby, I Imagined That God, This Strange Thing Or Person I Heard About, Was A Book.

...morbidly, Attracted Him To Strangeness, To Recklessnesss, Even Unhappiness.

She Haunted Him, As An Ungenerous Action Haunts One.