“I loved the landscape, the heat, the unhurried days, the fragrant and languorous nights. But there was something else, too; a sense of belonging that went beyond birth, that held me to a past beyond my own, to an identity… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“So we're going ghosting. Our stories lie everywhere, just like our bones, more wild rides than you ever dreamt of, all the daring you… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“We fashion our destinies with our own hands, by deed or by default, one decade, one year, one hour at a time.” — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“We dared the impossible, did the undoable, bore the unbearable, not merely once but over and over again. I don't believe in fate or… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“All of my work is, in one way or another, about power. Who has it and why? Who doesn't have it and why? What… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“I loved the landscape, the heat, the unhurried days, the fragrant and languorous nights. But there was something else, too; a sense of belonging… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“I figure a man's character is like his coat, Flinn. Nobody knows if it's any damn good or not, until he's been a few… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“The South was a special place, a chosen people, the best of all possible worlds.” — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
“There is a history that really happened, but none of us will ever know exactly what it was. The other one, the one we… — Marie Jakober Copy Share Image
