He's picked clean! Eaten by cats!

This ability to exist in pieces is what some adults call resilience. And I suppose in some way it is a kind of resilience, a horrible resilience that makes adults believe children forget trauma.

I grew up in a house that had a whole lot of trouble. As much trouble as you could imagine.

If it is your time, love will track you down like a cruise missile.If you say "No! I don't want it right now," that's when you'll get it for sure. Love will make a way out of no way. Love is an exploding cigar which we willingly smoke.

The only reason we find structure in stories is because it's there naturally in human interaction, and in the way that people tell stories.

Remember how you used to be able to feel your bed breathing and the walls spinning when you were a kid?

People think that whatever I put into strips has happened to me in my life.