Don't love anything that can be taken away.
But nothing is solid and permanent. Our lives are raised on the shakiest foundations. You don't need to read history books to know that. You only have to know the history of your own life.
Rachel kneeled beside Jacob. She took the child's hand and pressed it to the dirt. Her father had told Rachel that Harmons had been on this land since before the Revolutionary War. Don't ever forget w...
It's a hard place this world can be. No wonder a baby cries coming in to it. Tears from the start
I listened to time clicking like hooves on pavement. But time isn't something you can rein in. It moves on without pause, taking us with it no matter how much we wish it otherwise.
You got one choice at the beginning, but if you didn't choose right..things got narrow real quick.
It’s ever been the way of the man of science or philosophy. Most folks stay in the dark and then complain they can’t see nothing.
Dead and still in the world was worse than dead and in the ground. Dead in the ground at least gave you the hope of heaven.
A copperhead lay coiled. Part of me not sight knew it was there. The atavistic like flint rock sparked. Amazon tribes see Venus in daylight. My grandfather needed no watch to tell time. What more migh...
The worst thing the nineteen sixties did to this country was introduce drugs to rednecks,
The world lies all before us.
The name's Old Testament derivation did not surprise him. Campbell's first name was Exra, and there was an Absalom and a Solomon in the camp. But no Lukes or Matthews, which Buchanan had once noted, t...
Some of the highlanders considered the true Christmas to be on January fourteenth. Old Christmas, they called it, believing it was the day the magi visited the Christ child.
Nietzsche once said that for which we find words is something already dead in our hearts. I didn’t believe that, but to willfully defy the quote was to tempt fate—and if to find it true, to know nothi...
Maybe calling it being hitched ain’t the prettiest way to say you’re married, but it’s the truth to my mind and true in a good way, because you’re working together and depending on each other, and you...
Wisely reconsidered and let the hand
Petrichord: the sound of water sliding over smooth stone.
All the while remembering what it had felt like when the world you knew had up and vanished, and you needed to find something to bring that world back, and you weren’t sure that you could.
When deep summer comes and the dog star raises with the morning sun, the land can scab up and a man watch his spring crop wrinkle brown like something on fire. It's the season snakes go blind. Their e...
What made losing someone you loved bearable was not remembering but forgetting. Forgetting small things first, the smell of the soap her mother had bathed with, the color of the dress she’d worn to ch...