The stars are always up in the sky...then when it is perfectly black, they feel less vulnerable and out they come.

In the temporary illumination of the headlights, the insects were scribbling out messages from God that we couldn't get.

A lot of children grow up in poverty with flawed parents, but their inner world is still as inherently filled with wonder and innocence as children who are kept away from the city's underbelly.

The ground was silvery, as if some stars had fallen there.

Your superhuman power was to be able not to feel. Is it there inside everybody, this self that comes out while you are in captivity? You become the closest approximation of yourself that can tolerate living there.

All writers have the idea that they are famous.

Becoming a child again is what is impossible. That's what you have a legitimate reason to be upset over. Childhood is the most valuable thing that's taken away from you in life, if you think about it.