Sarcasm Is The Protest Of The Weak.

I Began To Know That Each Morning Reasserted The Problems Of Night Before, That Sleep Suspended All But Changed Nothing, That You Couldn’t Make Yourself Over Between Dawn And Dusk.

My Father Was In The Coal Business In West Virginia. Both Dad And Mother Were, However, Originally From Massachusetts; New England, To Them, Meant The Place To Go If You Really Wanted An Education.

So The More Things Remain The Same, The More They Change After All.

It Is A Sad Day When One Looks Back And Sees That His Largest Regrets Have Become Some Of The Most Integral Elements Of His Dreams.

I Did No Know Everything There Was To Know About Myself, And Knew That I Did Not Know It.