
we learn from history that we do not learn from history
Though it took lives and stripped individuals of basic civil rights, past mass deportations failed to address the fundamental forces driving migration.

growing up, or something worse?
we spend a good deal of life trying to feel less - is that growing up?

Do the places we love and leave recognize us?
There’s an odd sort of magic that happens when we encounter past places—or people for that matter. We may return to these places, but it won’t be as the same person we were then.

the prize and currency of my youth
I guess it was the thought of losing the ability to capitalize on my youth. Capitalize on beauty, sexuality, innocence. I was keenly aware of how fleeting it all was.

The Venn diagram of writers and Romantics is a circle.
And I don’t mean that every person belonging to the group exudes delight, idealism, or even good attitudes much of the time. In fact, some of the greatest writers were self proclaimed cynics.