“Sorry to inform you...but as a fellow failed miner, the problem is there's nowhere left to dig. We're real poets man. And whatever. But it's the digging, it's the holes! Its these burrows to half nestle in just to pass… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
You can't expect drive and compassion from everyone who enters your life, but you have to demand it of the people you are creating… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
“It is rare, though becoming more common with age that I am put into situations where I only half-heartedly balance on acting and being… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
I like walking around and listening to music. When my steps coincide with a beat, in my head I feel in unison with the… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
“This is the part of the country that invokes terrible nostalgia, a morbid and phlegm-induced retrospective of parties, clubs, drugs, shows, people, and is… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
“I keep my head in the clouds. There's not enough love in the world to weigh me down.” — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
As a teenager, I would tell the teacher I was sick just so I could lie down in the nurse's office and listen to… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
I don't know why people would be interested in what I do. Maybe they feel how I feel. Maybe it's because we're all missing… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
