Paradise belonged to the innocent. Which was why it was and would ever remain empty. And that is what makes it a paradise. — Steven Erikson Copy Share Image
“These were my countrymen, these were the new Californians. With their bright polo shirts and sunglasses, they were in paradise, they belonged. But down on Main Street, down on Towne and San Pedro, and for a mile on lower Fifth… — John Fante Copy Share Image
