There are no really new stories anymore.
I assumed everything bad in the world could happen, because everything bad in the world already did happen.
I feel like I need to give people a note with the book that says, 'I'm OK, no worries!'
Sleep is like a cat: It only comes to you if you ignore it.
It's impossible to compete with the dead. I wished I could stop trying.
To pretend to be calm is to be calm, in a way.