This Inhuman Place Makes Human Monsters.

Whatever Came To Mind, Whatever Came To Hand, I Would Read.

It Wasn't Just Love That Held People Together. There Was Secrets, And The Price You Paid To Keep Them.

Take The Dead From The Dead, The Old Proverb Said; Only A Corpse May Speak True Prophecy.

If You Want To Be A Writer, You Must Do Two Things Above All Others: Read A Lot And Write A Lot. There's No Way Around These Two Things That I'm Aware Of, No Shortcut.

The Stories We Hear In Our Childhood Are The Ones We Remember All Our Lives.