“...they were always going somewhere yet seemingly nowhere, some house, some club, some river, some place, all fixed by a nowhere ring of familiar faces.” — Ivor W. Hartmann Copy Share Image
“She danced alone with her eyes closed, and seemed to move to a beat more powerful than what ears alone could hear.” — Ivor W. Hartmann Copy Share Image
“If you put everyone else first you'll always be last, but if you always put yourself first you will never last.” — Ivor W. Hartmann Copy Share Image
“Life is what happens in-between writing; almost always a necessary inconvenience.” — Ivor W. Hartmann Copy Share Image
“...they were always going somewhere yet seemingly nowhere, some house, some club, some river, some place, all fixed by a nowhere ring of familiar… — Ivor W. Hartmann Copy Share Image
