I Think I Would Have Died If

There Is A Place Where We Are Always Alone With Our Own Mortality, Where We Must Simply Have Something Greater Than Ourselves To Hold Onto-god Or History Or Politics Or Literature Or A Belief In The Healing Power Of Love, Or Even Righteous Anger.... A Reason To Believe, A Way To Take The World By The Throat And Insist That There Is More To This Life Than We Have Ever Imagined.

Change, When It Comes, Cracks Everything Open.

Delia Picked At The Raw Sores Of Her Conscience...drunk Or Sober, Delia Lived In The Small Town In Her Heart, Ignoring The World In Which All Her Love Had Turned To Grief.

People Don't Do Right Because Of The Fear Of God Or Love Of Him. You Do Right Because The World Doesn't Make Sense If You Don't.

I'll Tell You The Secret. When You Begin With A Character, You Want To Begin By Creating A Villain.