A Meaningless Phrase Repeated Again And Again

When You're Given A Brilliant Child You Polish Her And Let Her Shine. Pigs In Heaven

Fiction And Essays Can Create Empathy For The Theoretical Stranger.

There Is A Strange Moment In Time, After Something Horrible Happens, When You Know It's True, But You Haven't Told Anyone Yet.

My Life Is A Pitiful, Mechanical Thing Without A Past, Like A Little Wind-up Car, Ready To Run In Any Direction Someone Points Me.

It's The One Thing We Never Quite Get Over: That We Contain Our Own Future.