Imagination is a place where all the important answers live.
People are just greedy animals, after all.
Our worlds are so momentary. We are along all our lives and then go off that way as well.
The city glitters past us with its sharp edges, reminding us of how tiny, how weak, how totally unimportant we are.
Beneath all of her thoughts and worries, beneath the complication of conflicting identities and needs, maybe it's as simple as loving the way some other person looks when they're sleeping.
The world of evil is only as evil as we allow it to be.