Anything Based On Ancient Texts Is Difficult

Drunkeness, She Told Us In A Rare Moment Of Confidence, Is A Sin Against The Fruit, The Tree, The Wine Itself. Wine, Distilled And Nurtured From Bud Into Fruit; It Deserves Reverance. Joy. Gentleness. (page 194.)

I'd Rather Be A Freak Than A Clone.

I've Never Been Very Good At Leaving Things Behind. I Tried, But I Have Always Left Fragments Of Myself There Too, Like Seeds Awaiting Their Chance To Grow.

I Don't Listen To Music When I'm Writing, But I Often Do When I'm Reworking, Editing Or When I Need To Relax.

Life Is What You Celebrate. All Of It. Even Its End.