Apparently Even The Most Awful Tragedies, And

Back Then, When Everybody Thought The World Would Last Forever, Nobody Had Time For Anything.

To This Day, She’s Still Sad. Because There’s Not Some Finite Amount Of Pain Inside Us. Our Bodies And Minds Just Keep Manufacturing More Of It. I’m Just Saying That I Took The Pain That Was Inside Of Her At That Moment And Made It My Own. And It Didn’t Hurt Me At All.

I Have Actual Dreams Of Bruce Springsteen Calling Me Up On Stage To Wear A Bandanna And Play Rhythm Guitar Next To Little Steven.

I Write About Kids Growing Up, I Write A Lot About Schools And Parents, And All Of My Experiences With Those Things Have Been Suburban Experiences.

He'd Never Had To Make The Adjustments And Compromises Other People Accepted Early In Their Romantic Careers; Never Had A Chance To Learn The Lesson That Sarah Taught Him Everyday--that Beauty Was Only A Part Of It, And Not Even The Most Important Part, That There Were Transactions Between People That Occurred On Some Mysterious Level Beneath The Skin, Or Maybe Even Beyond The Body.