Laughter Nibbled At My Lips Like Tiny

I Could Run Nearly Naked On A Hot, Windy Beach And Plunge Without Care Into A Running Diamond Sea; Roll On The Sand And Fling My Arms Wide To The Sun And Still Be What I Was...young.

Perhaps The Most Important Thing We Can Ever Do In Our Lives Is Find A Way To Keep The Wild-both The Wild Inside And The Wild Outside Us-and Tap Into It.

I Think Every Creative Impulse That A Working Writer, Or Artist Of Any Sort Has, Comes Out Of That Dark Old Country Where Dreams Come From.

I Don't Think You Ever Think Of A Big City As Sweet Or Community, But There Are Cities That I Think Of As Charming And Particular And Interesting Cities. I Live In One Now, Charleston.

Anger Is Its Own Excuse And Its Own Reward.