Don’t Complain, Don’t Explain.

You've Got To Work With Your Mistakes Until They Look Intended. Understand?

Fiction Shows The External Effects Of Internal Conditions. Be Aware Of The Tension Between Internal And External Movement.

Something’s Died In Me,” She Goes. “it Took A Long Time For It To Do It, But It’s Dead. You’ve Killed Something, Just Like You’d Took An Axe To It. Everything Is Dirt Now.

I Could Hear My Heart Beating. I Could Hear Everyone's Heart. I Could Hear The Human Noise We Sat There Making, Not One Of Us Moving, Not Even When The Room Went Dark.

I Am Too Nervous To Eat Pie.