It took hours to turn the clock back 30 seconds.

This evening I begin a notebook. If anyone reads this, I trust they will forgive my overuse of "I". I can't stop it. I'm writing this.

The world was ending then, it's ending still, and I'm happy to belong to it again.

Integrity's a neutral value. Hyenas have integrity, too. They're pure hyena.

I think the mission for the writer is to tell stories in a compelling way about the stuff that cannot be talked about, that cannot be gotten at with shallow media.

I guess my life hasn’t always been happy, or easy, or exactly what I want. At a certain point, I just have to try not to think too much about certain things, or else they’ll break my heart.

And Silence of the Lambs is a really smart book.