Tracking by the good full moon to sanctuary.
Farmhouses and shacks, the families settling
You are a New Yorker when what was there before is more real and solid than what is here now.
Weeks passed, but my Word-A-Day Calendar was stuck on motherfucker.
The loneliness is the worst, because this knowledge is something that cannot be shared, only suffered. Just as well. Why should anyone else have it easy. Spoken like a true New Yorker.
The Great War had always been between the white and the black. It always would be.
How could such a bitter thing become a means of pleasure? Everything on Valentine was the opposite. Work needn't be suffering, it could unite folks. A bright child like Chester might thrive and prospe...
Here's a tip for new parents: Start lowering those expectations early, it's going to pay off later.
He was a rube, but he was no tourist.
America was a ghost in the darkness,
In the slow motion that is the speed of humiliation.
Lesson: If you’re going to view blinds as taxes, be a Republican about them.
Judge not the dysfunctions of others, let ye be judged.
First came the stumps of the houses that had once contained the dreams of pioneers,
World. They didn’t need people to say what they meant. The tables and facts couldn’t be shaped into what they were not. The
Accomplice, Ridgeway said. Caesar. Did it make
A small freedom was the worst punishment of all, presenting the bounty of true freedom into painful relief.
When the music started and the dancing commenced, they appreciated the extent of their gratitude for Jockey. Once again he picked the right day for a birthday. He had been attuned to a shared tension,...
Two people, two hands, and two songs, in this case Big Shot and Bette Davis Eyes. The lyrics of the two songs provided no commentary, honest or ironic, on the proceedings. They were merely there and a...
True, you couldn’t treat an Irishman like an African, white nigger or no.