“If looks were to be believed, he still was just a boy. Something of my age, though from his solemn quietude, I knew he was old in the soul. A boy whose black crayon would be the shortest in his… — Tiffany McDaniel Copy Share Image
“She certainly didn't look like Dresden, the girl who in her simple beauty could make two boys give her the wind.” — Tiffany McDaniel Copy Share Image
“I'm no writer, but still I want to record my days. And books have given me all the words I need. I just go… — Tiffany McDaniel Copy Share Image
“If looks were to be believed, he still was just a boy. Something of my age, though from his solemn quietude, I knew he… — Tiffany McDaniel Copy Share Image
“If we bring it down to earth, infinity is a series of rolling hills. A countryside in Ohio where all the tall-grass snakes know… — Tiffany McDaniel Copy Share Image
“I write my sins on a piece of foil and place it on the ground with a rock on its corner so the foil… — Tiffany McDaniel Copy Share Image
