People Do Not Love Those Whose Eyes

Nostalgia Is Something We Think Of As Fuzzy. But It's Pain. Pain Concerning The Past.

I'm Interested In Where We Are, Where We're Going, Where We've Come From.

I Don't Need New Boots I Got Bluchers Back Down Home. Eff The Effing Bluchers I'll Buy You New Adjectival Effing Elastic Sided Boots.

You Could Not Tell A Story Like This. A Story Like This You Could Only Feel.

The Declared Meaning Of A Spoken Sentence Is Only Its Overcoat, And The Real Meaning Lies Underneath Its Scarves And Buttons.