“There I sat, in the wreckage of my apartment, in the wreckage of my life – no love, no prospects, a gnawing sense of existential futility along with the certainty that a better life was being lived by everyone else”
“The silence drew off, baring the pebbles and shells and all the tatty wreckage of my life.”
“Sometimes I think it is my fate to live in the wreckage and confusion of crumbling houses.”
“How much wreckage and destruction justifies the creation of a better world?”
“His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.”
“I've come to realize we're all two different people. Our younger, innocent self that's inevitably mangled along the highway of life, and our tougher adult personal that evolves from the wreckage.”