A Novel Is A Mirror Walking Down

But We Were Interested In How Our Lives Could Mean Something To The Past. We Sailed Into The Past.

A Love Story Is Not About Those Who Lost Their Heart But About Those Who Find That Sullen Inhabitant Who, When It Is Stumbled Upon, Means The Body Can Fool No One, Can Fool Nothing—not The Wisdom Of Sleep Or The Habit Of Social Graces. It Is A Consuming Of Oneself And The Past.

There's More Danger In The Violence You Don't Face.

A Writer Uses A Pen Instead Of A Scalpel Or Blow Torch.

This Was The Time In Her Life That She Fell Upon Books As The Only Door Out Of Her Cell. They Became Half Her World.