Years from now

Years from now, the enlightened civilization ahead of us will stare bewildered at our lethal masculinity and say, But each one, when he was running, tied bows to the top of his feet. —Buddy Wakefield, A Choir of Honest...

Your body remembers

Your body remembers the soundtrack to your past life. It remembers the next life coming. —Buddy Wakefield, A Choir of Honest...

A Good Chance

There’s a good chance I’m a bad person trying to do something right. —Buddy Wakefield, A Choir of Honest...

Vulnerability

Vulnerability is what made every movie, sang every song, and wrote every poem that ever plugged a life back into itself. —Buddy Wakefield, A Choir of Honest...