Nothing Remains But Desire, And Desire Comes

We Love Those Who Know The Worst Of Us And Don't Turn Their Face Away.

This Midwestern Sky Is The Nakedest Loneliest Sky In America. To Escape It, People Live Inside And Underground.

Bourbon Does For Me What The Piece Of Cake Did For Proust.

Consciously Cultivate The Ordinary.

It Is Not A Bad Thing To Settle For The Little Way, Not The Big Search For The Big Happiness But The Sad Little Happiness Of Drinks And Kisses, A Good Little Car And A Warm Deep Thigh.