An old head upon young shoulders.
“As poor as a church mouse.”
“Pain rises. From the heart to the head pain rises.”
“This was the start of a period that blurs as I try to recall it. Incidents seem to cascade and merge. Events become feelings, fellings become events. Head and heart are contrary historians.”
“The head has no answers, and the heart has no questions, Jack would say."Quoting his teacher and good friend Jack Kakakaway”