If I let them take away my demons, I'll have to give up what I've found.

Don’t lie. You know you like to view but not to buy. I have found that I am not a space where people want to live, at least not without decorating first. And that is the stubbornness in me: I do not want to be someone’s little home.

That is what literature offers—a language powerful enough to say how it is. It isn't a hiding place. It is a finding place.

When she bleeds the smells I know change colour. There is iron in her soul on those days. She smells like a gun.

I fell into the books, and left myself there for safekeeping.

However it is debased or misinterpreted, love is a redemptive feature. To focus on one individual so that their desires become superior to yours is a very cleansing experience.

Memory loss is one way of coping with damage.