I'm suddenly finding it hard to know the difference between nightmares and consciousness.

Home?' I say. It's a word that can mean anywhere and nowhere.

I always knew I was an excellent liar; I just didn't know that I had it in me to fool myself.

You can try to please everyone and risk accomplishing nothing, or go for your dreams and risk pissing a few people off.

My worries always lead to dungeons; I can't imagine a worse thing than to be imprisoned for the rest of one's life, especially with so few years to enjoy what little there is.

I'm suddenly finding it hard to know the difference between nightmares and consciousness.

Set fire to the broken pieces; start anew.