By Things So Achingly Small Are Lives

But If You Couldn't Do Everything, Did That Mean You Did Nothing?

We Are All Shaped By Where We Grow Up, Though That Shaping Takes Different Forms. I Dont Think Theres Any Doubt That Coming Of Age In Winnipeg Both Opened My Eyes And Made Me Hungry - If I Can Subvert All Claims To Be A Real Writer By Mixing Metaphors Like That.

Men Made Wagers With Their Judgment, Their Allegiances, Their Resources.

We Salvage What We Can, What Truly Matters To Us, Even At The Gates Of Despair.

By Things So Achingly Small Are Lives Measured And Marred.