“So we're going ghosting. Our stories lie everywhere, just like our bones, more wild rides than you ever dreamt of, all the daring you want, and all the beauty. Freedom wasn't dull and plodding; it flamed across that Victorian sky… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“So we're going ghosting. Our stories lie everywhere, just like our bones, more wild rides than you ever dreamt of, all the daring you… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“We fashion our destinies with our own hands, by deed or by default, one decade, one year, one hour at a time.” — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“We dared the impossible, did the undoable, bore the unbearable, not merely once but over and over again. I don't believe in fate or… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“All of my work is, in one way or another, about power. Who has it and why? Who doesn't have it and why? What… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“I loved the landscape, the heat, the unhurried days, the fragrant and languorous nights. But there was something else, too; a sense of belonging… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“I figure a man's character is like his coat, Flinn. Nobody knows if it's any damn good or not, until he's been a few… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“The South was a special place, a chosen people, the best of all possible worlds.” — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“There is a history that really happened, but none of us will ever know exactly what it was. The other one, the one we… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
