Sometimes, in life, nothing happens. But, sometimes, nothing happens beautifully.
There's a part of me that thinks perhaps we go on existing in a place even after we've left it.
Literature can remind us that not all life is already written down: there are still so many stories to be told.
The thing about love is that we come alive in bodies not our own.
He felt for a moment uncreated. Another kind of awake.
I write about what I know; and I write about things that are new to me, and that I didn't know before.