In Greek Tragedy, They Fall From Great

What's Your Name?" "emma Gould," She Said. "what's Yours?" "wanted." "by All The Girls Or Just The Law?

Catch Me On A Good Day, I Think Half Of My Books Aren't Too Bad. Catch Me On A Bad Day, I Think I've Never Written A Good Line.

He Wanted To Ask Her What Sound A Heart Made When It Broke From Pleasure, When Just The Sight Of Someone Filled You The Way Food, Blood, And Air Never Could, When You Felt As If You'd Been Born For Only One Moment And This, For Whatever Reason, Was It.

I Won The Parental Lottery. Most Of The Kids I Grew Up With Either Came From Really Fractured Homes, Or Really Violent Ones. I Went Home To A Very Traditional, Good Irish Catholic Family.

She Was Afraid Of All That And So Much More, But What Terrified Her Most Was Inside Of Her, An Insect Of Unnatural Intelligence Who’d Been Living In Her Brain Her Entire Life, Playing With It, Clicking Across It, Wrenching Loose Its Cables On A Whim.