They were so in love with the world, and so disappointed in every aspect of it.

Books have a unique way of stopping time in a particular moment and saying: Let’s not forget this.

You invite things to happen. You open the door. You inhale. And if you inhale the chaos, you give the chaos, the chaos gives back.

I had forgotten that, and so many things. How could I put everything down on paper? It seemed impossible. No matter what, the majority of life would be left out of this story, this sliver of a version of the life I'd known. But I tried anyway.

Here I am Rock You Like a Hurricane.

Dignity is an affectation, cute but eccentric, like learning French or collecting scarves.

Morning comes like a scream through a pinhole.