The World's 'freeest' Country Has The Highest

That's What Careless Words Do. They Make People Love You A Little Less.

I Don't Want To Be A Victim. I Don't Want To Disappear Into The Darkness.

Memory Was That Woman On The Train. Insane In The Way She Sifted Through Dark Things In A Closet And Emerged With The Most Unlikely Ones - A Fleeting Look, A Feeling. The Smell Of Smoke. A Windscreen Wiper. A Mother's Marble Eyes. Quite Sane In The Way She Left Huge Tracts Of Darkness Veiled. Unremembered.

Literature Is The Opposite Of A Nuclear Bomb.

Madness Slunk In Through A Chink In History. It Only Took A Moment.