It Is Easier To Tell A Story

Why Does Tragedy Exist? Because You Are Full Of Rage. Why Are You Full Of Rage? Because You Are Full Of Grief.

Under The Seams Runs The Pain.

Love Dares The Self To Leave Itself Behind, To Enter Into Poverty.

Lava Bread Makes You Passionate.

I Do Think That Something Of The Effect I Have On People Is To Put Everything On An Edge Where They're Both Infatuated With A Kind Of Charmingness Happening In The Person Or In The Writing, And Also Flatly Terrified By A Revelation Or Acceptance Of Revelation That's Almost Happening, Never Quite Totally Happening.