She’s Always a Bird

A movement, a gesture, pretending to look back to see if you are coming along.  But one things for certain, she’s always a bird.12341311_10153934753559994_3127608057150904414_n

“I know this now: I am inevitable. I sincerely believe the only thing that can stop me now is insanity, disease, or death. The plays I am going to write may not be suited to the tender bellies of old maids, sweet young girls, or Baptist Ministers but they will be true and honest and courageous, and the rest doesn’t matter… life, life, life — the only thing that matters. It is savage, cruel, kind, noble, passionate, selfish, generous, stupid, ugly, beautiful, painful, joyous — it is all these, and more, and it’s all these I want to know and, by God, I shall, though they crucify me for it. I will go to the ends of the earth to find it, to understand it … and I will put it on paper, and make it true and beautiful.” Thomas Wolfe’s Letters to His MotherAvatar for Paris large