“Love may come more than once, but there is only one first love. The only time there is nothing to compare it to. Every subsequent love has to deal with the ghost of the first.” — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
“Two years, I thought. Two years living wrapped in vicious guilt, self-doubt, and rage. No truth to salve the wounds, only the steady application… — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
“Books said nothing for a few minutes. Then, gazing out over the water, watching a sailboat heeled over, cutting across the bay, he asked,… — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
“He pulled out a short-barreled pistol from the drawer and placed it on the desktop. It was not what he was looking for. The… — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
“Civilization is diaphanous: a dazzling display, beautiful, a brilliant golden orb of order and geometric precision. But just touch it lightly and see toward… — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
“We stared at each other, bound by common experience, but each looking at the other through the steady crosshairs of inherent distrust.” — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
“Love may come more than once, but there is only one first love. The only time there is nothing to compare it to. Every… — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
“What we have now is but a bare remnant, an age of vast information, but spread thin like a superficial crust passing as knowledge.… — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
“The tragedy of man is the difference between what he can be, and what he is.” — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
“Truth is an illusionary ideal, a structure with a foundation of opinion, garnished by selected facts, eroded over time and rebuilt new every generation.” — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
“He looked at me and smiled. I was thinking he would fit in perfectly at any college campus across the country. Instead, he ran… — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
“Unclaimed or abandoned bodies. There could be no stronger definition of loneliness.” — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
