“A sense of desolation settled within me: a cold, slimy stone lodged under my lungs. There was nothing happy about the woods, I thought, especially at night.” — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
“So you're lost, uh? Happens a lot out here. You walk around for days, seeing things, losing your bearings, crying out for God, But He can't hear you. You can scream and scream but nobody'll ever hear you.” — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
“A sense of desolation settled within me: a cold, slimy stone lodged under my lungs. There was nothing happy about the woods, I thought,… — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
“When you're a kid all you know is that your dad puts on his suit or overalls and vanishes from your life until nightfall.… — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
“It boiled down to this: it’s a lot harder to love than to hate. Harder to be there for those you love—to see them… — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
Love is a sickness. Some kind of a pathogen existing above all explanation. — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
“Some creatures live as stars do: burn hard and hot, feeding on those nearby but primarily upon themselves. Their lives an inferno and them… — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
“She rode down the sidewalk, turned toward the shadow side of the street and melted into darkness. I didn't know it then, but after… — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
“So you're lost, uh? Happens a lot out here. You walk around for days, seeing things, losing your bearings, crying out for God, But… — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
“I figured a woman can't be understood the way a man can. Women have purposes men can't even imagine.” — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
“Did you know that the Russians sent dogs into space? My mother told me this when I was a boy. Nobody knew the effects… — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
How deeply do any of us know our own selves? Ask yourself. We hold a picture of how we wish to be and hope… — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
“You can't hate your best friend for taking opportunities he'd been given. That would be the worst sort of hate, wouldn't it? Because it… — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
