Great minds may have cold hearts. Form but no color. It is an incompleteness. And so they are afraid of any woman who both thinks and feels deeply.
Where there is a lack of other connections, of meaningful moments, in our lives, music can often full the gap. - Sena Jeter Naslund
Where there is a lack of other connections, of meaningful moments, in our lives, music can often full the gap.
- Sena Jeter Naslund
If you remembered somebody was as real as yourself, how could you kill anybody? - Sena Jeter Naslund
If you remembered somebody was as real as yourself, how could you kill anybody?
That's the way it is in life. You let go of what is beautiful and unique. You pursue something new and don't even know that the wind of your own runn… - Sena Jeter Naslund
That's the way it is in life. You let go of what is beautiful and unique. You pursue something new and don't even know that the wind of your own runn…
Where we choose to be, where we choose to be--we have the power to determine that in our lives. We cannot reel time backward or forward, but we can t… - Sena Jeter Naslund
Where we choose to be, where we choose to be--we have the power to determine that in our lives. We cannot reel time backward or forward, but we can t…
Darkroom: A Memoir in Black and White is remarkable for its truth-telling about two important issues concerning Alabama's past and present: the civil… - Sena Jeter Naslund
Darkroom: A Memoir in Black and White is remarkable for its truth-telling about two important issues concerning Alabama's past and present: the civil…
Is it not the case that many a life journey starts out in the opposite direction to its destiny? - Sena Jeter Naslund
Is it not the case that many a life journey starts out in the opposite direction to its destiny?
But I marry myself. I take my fate as within. - Sena Jeter Naslund
But I marry myself. I take my fate as within.
Pardon me, dear human self, capable of the most heinous degradation, capable of soaring. - Sena Jeter Naslund
Pardon me, dear human self, capable of the most heinous degradation, capable of soaring.
I'm sorry to burden you,' she said. She felt like a crybaby. 'What can we do with our stories,' he said, 'but tell them? - Sena Jeter Naslund
I'm sorry to burden you,' she said. She felt like a crybaby. 'What can we do with our stories,' he said, 'but tell them?
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