It’s sad to see them staring wistfully through the window when the door isn’t locked.

The kind of stuff I usually read is a bit more on the literary side, like books that I think are influential in the sense that they're doing pulpy subject matter in a refined way. Like 'The Road' by Cormac McCarthy, I loved that book.

I wish people were willing to dig a little deeper than the surface elements of a premise before tossing one story in with another.

It’s sad to see them staring wistfully through the window when the door isn’t locked.

There is no ideal world for you to wait around for. The world is always just what it is now, and it's up to you how you respond to it.

Just... ate," M says, frowning at me a little. "Two days...ago." I grab my stomach again. "Feel empty. Feel... dead." He nods. "Marr...iage.

What a massive responsibility, being a moral creature