You think school ends when it ends, but it doesn't.

From there, I tried out for a community theatre play, joined an improv group... it all started opening up.

The foolishness of chasing the moon ached my heart. I was stuck between the moon and the shore and surrounded by an empty sea.

Teachers have a chance to mold someone, inspire them. I hope all teachers realize that.

Once a year my back will go out and it'll be... it's like a sciatic thing and it's the smallest thing. Like I could be leaning over the sink to brush my teeth in a weird way and it happens.

Every time you make a decision, you mess with someone's life.

Sometimes I make my life a living hell by writing complex stories with complex characters. But I love it.