You Can Be Betrayed In Your Sleep.

Emily Brontë's "wuthering Heights" Was Extremely Important To Me.

The Best Way To Die Is When Your Living

Just Because Something Is Unspoken Doesn't Mean That It Disappears.

Love Ambushed You, It Lay In Wait, Dormant For Days Or Years. It Was The Red Thread, The Peach Stone, The Kiss, The Forgiveness. It Came After You, It Escaped You, It Was Invisible, It Was Everything.

What Else Is There To Write About Than Love And Loss?