Sometimes, however, this sense of isolation, like acid spilling out of a bottle, can unconsciously eat away at a person’s heart and dissolve it.

“I look around me sometimes and I get sick to my stomach. Why the hell don't the…”

“Whiskey, like a beautiful woman, demands appreciation. You gaze first, then it'…”

“Most human activities are predicated on the assumption that life goes on. If yo…”

“Seabird tracks scattered about the surf's edge like pine needles after a brisk …”