I have given up considering happiness as relevant.

The Suicide, as she is falling, Illuminated by the moon, Regrets her act, and finds appalling The thought she will be dead so soon.

...my least favorite actress of all time, Helena Bonham Carter. I find her lack of a neck very off-putting and especially her acting.

It's well we cannot hear the screams we make in other people's dreams.

I feel that I am doing the minimum amount of damage to other possibilities that may take place in a reader's head.

Not everything in life can be interpreted metaphorically; that's because things fall out on the way.

There are so many things we've been brought up to believe that it takes you an awfully long time to realize that they aren't you.