A diary is more or less the work of a man of clay whose hands are clumsy and in whose eyes there… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“Water doesn’t shape like clay when you move it with your hands. I've spent a lot of time swimming, and none of… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“Truth was like clay. Whoever had their hands on the clay could shape it however he wanted. My hands were nowhere near… — Chad Zunker Copy Share Image