So I tried to make what amends I could for being what I was... - Robert Penn Warren

(The law) is like a single-bed blanket on a double bed and three folks in the bed and a cold night. There ain’t ever enough blanket to cover the case, no matter how much pulling and hauling, and somebody is always going to nigh catch pneumonia. Hell, the law is like the pants you bought last year for a growing boy, but it is always this year and the seams are popped and the shankbone’s to the breeze. The law is always too short and too tight for growing humankind.

Nobody had ever told me that anything could be like this.

I've been to a lot of places and done a lot of things, but writing was always first. It's a kind of pain I can't do without.