Grief Is Like Sinking, Like Being Buried.

Willing Me To Understand: That People Should Be Sacrificed To Causes, That Beauty Can Be Built On The Backs Of The Dead.

Maybe, The Hope Said. Maybe.

That Is The Strangest Thing About The World: How It Looks So Different From Every Point Of View.

That's What Zombieland Is: Frozen, Calm, Quiet.

The Kidnapping, The Kiss. I Brought Him Here, After All. I Rescue Him An Pulled Him Into This New Life, A Life Of Freedom And Feeling.