Blank Pages Inspire Me With Terror.

Love Blurs Your Vision; But After It Recedes, You Can See More Clearly Than Ever. It's Like The Tide Going Out, Revealing Whatever's Been Thrown Away And Sunk: Broken Bottles, Old Gloves, Rusting Pop Cans, Nibbled Fishbodies, Bones. This Is The Kind Of Thing You See If You Sit In The Darkness With Open Eyes, Not Knowing The Future.

Time In Dreams Is Frozen. You Can Never Get Away From Where You've Been.

They Will Not Let You Have Peace, They Don't Want You To Have Anything They Don't Have Themselves.

Maybe Sadness Was A Kind Of Hunger, She Thought. Maybe The Two Went Together.

Kill What You Can't Save What You Can't Eat Throw Out What You Can't Throw Out Bury What You Can't Bury Give Away What You Can't Give Away You Must Carry With You, It Is Always Heavier Than You Thought.