Two Tears In A Bucket.

For Me, Savannah's Resistance To Change Was Its Saving Grace. The City Looked Inward, Sealed Off From The Noises And Distractions Of The World At Large. It Grew Inward, Too, And In Such A Way That Its People Flourished Like Hothouse Plants Tended By An Indulgent Gardener. The Ordinary Became Extraordinary. Eccentrics Thrived. Every Nuance And Quirk Of Personality Achieved Greater Brilliance In That Lush Enclosure Than Would Have Been Possible Anywhere Else In The World.

Rule Number One: Always Stick Around For One More Drink. That's When Things Happen. That's When You Find Out Everything You Want To Know.

The Megaselling Books By Celebrities Are Not So Much Books As Products.

Loneliness Is Not Being Alone, It's Loving Others To No Avail.

Two Tears In A Bucket. Motherfuck It.