Cities Have Distinct Personalities. It's A Matter

God, What Is It Like To Be You And Hear All Those People All The Time Everywhere, Begging, Imploring, Calling Out For Anything And Anyone?

I Am In Love With You', I Responded. He Laughed The Most Beguiling And Gentle Laugh. 'of Course You Are,' He Replied. 'i Understand Perfectly Because I'm In Love With Myself. The Fact That I'm Not Transfixed In Front Of The Nearest Mirror Takes A Great Deal Of Self-control.' It Was My Turn To Laugh.

Who Has A Right To Tell Me I Have No Gift, No Talent, No Passion ...' He Murmured. 'why Do People Say Those Things To You When Youre Young? Doesn't Seem Fair, Does It?' 'no, Darling, It's Not Fair,'she Said. 'but The Mystery Is Why You Listen.

When I'm Writing, The Darkness Is Always There. I Go Where The Pain Is.

The Vampire Is An Outsider. He's The Perfect Metaphor For Those Things. He's Someone Who Looks Human And Sounds Human, But Is Not Human, So He's Always On The Margins.