I Think We've All Lost Some Kind

But This Road Doesn't Go Anywhere,” I Told Him. “that Doesn't Matter.” “what Does?” I Asked, After A Little While. “just That We're On It, Dude,” He Said.

I Needed Something--the Distraction Of Another Life--to Alleviate Fear.

But This Was What Happened When You Didn't Want To Visit And Confront The Past: The Past Starts Visiting And Confronting You.

If You Start Looking At Movies On A Moral Level - "i Don't Like That, That Hurts, That's Mean, That's Bad" - Then I Don't Even Want To Talk To You. Or Like, Someone That Says "i Don't Like Science-fiction Movies," Or "i Don't Want To Sit Through A Western," Or "i Don't Like Violence In Movies," Then I Completely Tune Out.

There’s No Grand Plan. All I Know Is That I Write The Books I Want To Write. All That Other Stuff Is Meaningless To Me.