I mean only that I hope they find darkness or paradise without fear of it, if they can.

We are two different people, Ethan. Just because you could never decide which one of us you were in love with does not make us interchangeable.

Sometimes I write what I can't paint, and I paint what I can't write. I use a different part of the brain.

People don’t pay much attention to anything unless you give them reason to

The circus looks abandoned and empty. But you think perhaps you can smell caramel wafting through the evening breeze, beneath the crisp scent of the autumn leaves. A subtle sweetness at the edges of the cold.

I think that's a hallmark of a really good story that it has readers that it speaks to more than others.

I have you here, all around me. I sit in the Ice Garden to get a hint of this, this way that you make me feel. I felt it even before I knew who you were, and every time I think it could not possibly get any stronger, it does.