A short story is something that you can hold in your mind. You can really analyze how the entire thing works, like a machine

This is the biggest mistake I could think would save me. I wanted to give up the idea that I had any control. Shake things up. To be saved by chaos. To see if I could cope, I wanted to force myself to grow again. To explode my comfort zone.

History is filled with brilliant people who wanted to fix things and just made them worse.

People had been working for so many years to make the world a safe organized place. Nobody realized how boring it would become.

I think in a way, you're doomed, once you can envision something. You're sort of doomed to make it happen. I've found that the moment I can envision leaving a relationship, that's usually the moment that the relationship starts to fall apart.

The whole world is a disaster waiting to happen.

The little boy smiled back at all the angry faces glaring in at him. And the little boy blew kisses.