Books—they Weren't Ladders Out Of The Abyss,

Before Any Of It Could Make Sense, It Had To Be Heard.

Dutch Is Not So Much A Language As An Ailment Of The Throat.

That's How Writing Works, At Least For Me: Even The Stuff That Doesn't Work Out Gets Funneled Into The Stuff That Does Work Out.

You Do Not Immortalize The Lost By Writing About Them. Language Buries, But Does Not Resurrect.

I Dislike The Phrase ‘internet Friends,’ Because It Implies That People You Know Online Aren’t Really Your Friends, That Somehow The Friendship Is Less Real Or Meaningful To You Because It Happens Through Skype Or Text Messages. The Measure Of A Friendship Is Not Its Physicality But Its Significance.