Sublime is something you choke on after a shot of tequila.

You got a death wish, Truant?' Which was the thing that scared me. 'Cause maybe I did.

The greatest of love letters are always coded for the one and not the many.

Maturity, one discovers, has everything to do with the acceptance of ‘not knowing.

Why did god create a dual universe? So he might say ‘Be not like me. I am alone.' And it might be heard.

I still get nightmares. In fact, I get them so often I should be used to them by now. I'm not. No one ever really gets used to nightmares.

Little solace comes to those who grieve when thoughts keep drifting as walls keep shifting and this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves moments before the wind.