Failure: the renewable resource.
As for reality, I don't even have any interest in that word.
It's important to have your private enjoyments because sometimes that's all we have.
The only real access that I have to my mind is when I'm writing.
A lot of the job that one has to do as a writer is to protect the thing that doesn't match the world.
The day misspent, the love misplaced, has inside it the seed of redemption. Nothing is exempt from resurrection.