It was fun, but it's over now. This is how things go.

... we shoved out many hopes and fears into their hands, believing those hands were strong because they had firm handshakes. They failed us, always. There was no way they could not fail us - they were human, and so were we.

We're fumbling in the dark, but at least we're in motion.

I've always been interested in writing from the perspective of an outsider.

We have to remember everything. If we don't, by the time we grow up it'll be gone forever.

Every experience, good or bad, is a priceless collector's item.

...and we'll see what happens when we say Yes while this rigor mortis world screams No.