There Is Always The Other Side, Always.

Something In Her Brain That Still Remained Calm Told Her That She Was Doing A Very Foolish Thing Indeed.

Only The Magic And The Dream Are True — All The Rest's A Lie.

It Was The Darkness That Got You. It Was Heavy Darkness, Greasy And Compelling. It Made Walls Round You, And Shut You In So That You Felt Like You Could Not Breathe.

I Found When I Was A Child That If I Put The Hurt Into Words, It Would Go.

There Are Always Two Deaths, The Real One And The One People Know About.