We're all terrified by rattlesnakes, but the spider we brush off our sleeve with hardly a thought is far more likely to hurt us.
When a parent dies, your center of gravity is altered. Even if you lived apart from them—even if you walled yourself off from all contact—you are irrevocably lessened by their passing. Death, like gra...
Learned a long time ago, if you’re going to wait for this world to be fair, you’re going to be waiting in the grave.
Raising
When we reach the intersection with Homochitto Street, I turn right, into town, and soon we’re passing Dunleith, the antebellum mansion that I always say makes Tara from Gone with the Wind look like a...
When you drive down Cemetery Road, the angel appears to be looking directly at you. Yet once you pass the monument and look back over your shoulder, the angel is still looking at you. Thus the appella...
When you start talking to yourself in a graveyard, it’s time to go home.
Learned that the larger world lay not across oceans but within the human mind and heart.
Whenever life gets too good, whenever fate hands you something wonderful, something else gets taken away.
Wait
While Sands's eyes flicker with private mirth, the evil that Tim hinted at fills my soul like a squid's ink.
White America looks at the Vietnamese, the Irish, the Jews, and they say, ‘What’s the problem with the blacks?’ The resentment you hear around this town is based on that, not on old ideas of superiori...
Notebooks.
William Faulkner ever said wasn’t written in one of his novels, but spoken during an interview in Paris: The past is never dead; it’s not even past.
Came across a letter by T. S. Eliot, who I had always vaguely assumed was English. To my surprise, I discovered that Eliot had grown up along the same river I had, in St. Louis, and to a friend he wro...
You can't build happiness on someone else's pain.
You ever read American Tabloid, by James Ellroy?
Because the beautiful way he speaks in public is just another cloak he wears to hide what lies beneath his skin,
You never wear red to no funeral; red says the dead person was a fool.
You said you had enough evidence to convict Jonathan Sands of money laundering on your own. That’s correct. I’d like to see that evidence. I’d like a chocolate chip cookie without the chips. Mr. Cage—
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