Orphans Are The Only Ones Who Get

I Am A Champion Standing Over The Shadow Of My Former Self.

Had She Never Been Hungry Enough To Eat A Flower? Did She Not Know That You Could Eat Daisies, Daylilies, Pansies, And Marigolds? That Hungry Enough, A Person Could Consume The Bright Faces Of Violas, Even The Stems Of Dandelions And The Bitter Hips Of Roses?

Like Putting A Name To My Problems Would Solve Anything

The Darkness Inside Your Head Is Something Your Imagination Fills With Stories That Have Nothing To Do With The Real Darkness Around You.

A Good Story Feels Both Surprising And Inevitable, Fresh And Familiar.