People Grow Apart, And Sometimes, There Nothing

That's Why You Did It. You Wanted Your World To Collapse Around You. You Wanted Everything To Get As Dark As Possible.

And Concentrating On The Spot Where The Two Spindles Should Be Is The Closest I Get To Looking Hannah's Eyes As She Tells My Story.

When You Write A Book For Publication, You're Writing It For Other People To Read.

They Were Like Two Magnets Who Couldn't Decide Whether To Attract Or Repel.

Everything About It Was False. Right Then, In That Office, With The Realization That No One Knew The Truth About My Life, My Thoughts About The World Were Shaken.