Inside us there is a word we cannot pronounce, and that is who we are.

Sleep just a while longer, that's it, where else can you go where you neither suffer nor cause suffering.

She was fluent in four languages and yet her fists against the rusted hood were the fullest articulation of her defeat.

War is unnatural, it causes people to act unnaturally.

It's stupid. There are maps to show you how to get to the place where you want to be but no maps that show you how to get to the time when you want to be.

She wouldn't climb out of the bed for her sister, but she had climbed into a crater. She wouldn't cross a room, but she had crossed a continent.

My work often begins as little internal dares, wondering if I can pull something off. So I spent a few years drawing these stories together, trying to build a Pangea of what began as separate continents.