No matter where I was, my compass pointed west. I would always know what time it was in California.

I use my fiction to explore my own unconscious issues. I usually don't even know what's going on with me until I'm writing.

As a person with terrible handwriting, I love the computer. I've waited all my life for the computer.

here, here is my dark world. you carry it for a change. im out

The cake had a trick candle that wouldn't go out, so I didn't get my wish. Which was just that it would always be like this, that my life could be a party just for me.

Don't hoard the past. Don't cherish anything. Burn it. The artist is the phoenix who burns to emerge.

A cliché is like a coin that has been handled too much. Once language has been overly handled, it no longer leaves a clear imprint.