The Silence Is Perfect, And Yet A

The Recounting Of A Life Is A Cheat...even Our Own Stories Are Obscenely Distorted.

Anyone's Childhood Can Be An Act Of Disablement If Rehearsed And Replayed And Squinted At In A Certain Light. . .

It's Hard Work Being A Person, You Have To Do It Every Single Day.

Why Should Men Be Allowed To Strut Under The Privilege Of Their Life Adventures, Wearing Them Like A Breast Full Of Medals, While Women Went All Gray And Silent Beneath The Weight Of Theirs?

He Dares Not Concern Himself With The Future For Fear Of Disturbing The Present.