Outside, Daylight Was Bleeding Slowly Toward Dusk.

Don't Give Me What I Ask For, Give Me What I Need.

If You Can Read In The 21st Century You Own The World.

Stories Are Artifacts, Not Really Made Things Which We Create And Can Take Credit For, But Pre-existing Objects Which We Dig Up.

As A Species We're Fundamentally Insane. Put More Than Two Of Us In A Room, We Pick Sides And Start Dreaming Up Reasons To Kill One Another. Why Do You Think We Invented Politics And Religion?

I'm Convinced That Fear Is At The Root, Of All Bad Writing