Papa was a man with silver eyes, not dead ones. Papa was an accordion! But his bellows were all empty. Nothing went in and nothing came out.
Tags: fathers, death, accordions

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That's typically what writers do; we just sit around complaining most of the time. And the better things are going, the more they complain.
Tags: writing, complaining
Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.
Tags: memory, life, faith, belief
He killed himself for wanting to live.
Tags: suicide, life, death
A small but noteworthy note. I've seen so many young men over the years who think they're running at other young men. They are not. They are running at me.
Tags: war, death
The point is, it didn’t really matter what the book was about. It was what it meant that was important.
Tags: books
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