“Nobody can go back to how it was. The dust bowl dried us all up bitter as seeds and spat us out all over the land and none of us yet has taken root.”

“Blaming the woman for the loss of a child is like blaming the soldier for the loss of his life in battle.”

“Love isn't making others into the people we imagine they should be. It's about letting people be themselves”

“Nobody can go back to how it was. The dust bowl dried us all up bitter as seeds and spat us out all over the land and none of us yet has taken root.”