Those Who Have Suffered Understand

It Was Like Being At An Arabian Hoedown With A Band Of Psychedelic Hillbillies (p. 171).

My Father Was A Dreamy Fellow - He Read Plato And Socrates And Watched Phillies Games.

I Think The Film [dream Of Life] Is Life-affirming.

We Learned We Wanted Too Much. We Could Only Give From The Perspective Of Who We Were And What We Had. Apart, We Were Able To See With Even Greater Clarity That We Didn’t Want To Be Without Each Other.

The Only Parts I Like Out Of Any Of Those Women Books Is The Dirty Parts. But I Don't Think Their Dirty Parts Are Any Good, Really.