Buford Belin

“Writing is a lonely are at times, we spend so much of our time locked in a room and never know if we are reaching anyone...”
― Hubert Selby Jr.

“I tell you this: it is the most despicable thing of all to drag animals into a war.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front

“This evening I spied her in the back orchard. I decided to sacrifice one of my better old shirts and carried it out to her. The weather’s been warm of late. Buds on the apple trees are ready to burst. Usually by this time of the year, at that time of day, the back orchard is full of screaming children. Damut’s boys were the only two. They were on the terrace below her, running through the slanted sunlight, chasing each other around tree trunks. She stood above them, like a merlin watching rabbits play.”
― K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

“The sunset bled into the edges of the village. Smoke curled out of the cottage chimney like a crooked finger.”
― Sara Pascoe, Being a Witch, and Other Things I Didn't Ask For