Books are packaged dreams.
Literary fiction, as a strict genre, is all but dead. Meanwhile, most genres flourish.
Not an insult sweetie. That was a thirteen word kiss.
That was interesting, riding in the trunk," Milo said, "but I wouldn't want to do it again.
When we don't allow ourselves to hope, we don't allow ourselves to have purpose. Without purpose, without meaning, life is dark. We've no light within, and we're just living to die.
Unreason is an essential medicine as long as you do not overdose.