Pain is very often a maimed creature without a mouth.

Turn up for work. Discipline allows creative freedom. No discipline equals no freedom.

Are we all living like this? Two lives, the ideal outer life and the inner imaginative life where we keep our secrets?

What can i tell you about the choices we make? Fate reads like the polar opposite of decision, and so much of life reads like fate.

I was the place where you anchored. I was the deep water where you could be weightless. I was the surface where you saw your own reflection. You scooped me up in your hands.

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

the power of a text is not time-bound. The words go on doing their work.