Love Had Always Issued Out Of The

The Only Way I Could Endure Being A Coward Was If I Was The Only One Who Knew It.

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

My Attraction To Story Is A Ceaseless Current That Runs Through The Center Of Me. My Inexhaustible Ardor For Reading Seems Connected To My Hunger For Storylines That Show Up In Both Books And In The Great Tumbling Chaos Of Life.

A Story Is A Living Thing, It Moves And Shifts.

Basketball Allowed Me To Revere My Father Without Him Knowing What I Was Up To. I Took Up Basketball As A Form Of Homage And Mimicry.