I Have A Terrible Memory.

I Wanted To Start Over Completely, To Begin Again As New People With Nothing Of The Past Left Over. I Wanted To Run Away From Who We Had Been Seen To Be, Who We Had Been... It's The First Thing I Think Of When Trouble Comes - The Geographic Solution. Change Your Name, Leave Town, Disappear, Make Yourself Over. What Hides Behind That Impulse Is The Conviction That The Life You Have Lived, The Person You Are, Is Valueless, Better Off Abandoned, That Running Away Is Easier Than Trying To Change Things, That Change Itself Is Not Possible.

Things Come Apart So Easily When They Have Been Held Together With Lies.

Fiction Is The Great Lie That Tells The Truth

Teenagers Are Free Verse Walking Around On Two Legs.

Write The Story That You Were Always Afraid To Tell. I Swear To You That There Is Magic In It, And If You Show Yourself Naked For Me, I'll Be Naked For You. It Will Be Our Covenant.