And I stop listening to me, because to put it bluntly, I tire me.

Failure has been my best friend as a writer. It tests you, to see if you have what it takes to see it through.

I s'pose, I can't have it all my own way, can I? You can't drown in a person unless they let you.

The thrill of being ignored!

My own eyes try to sleep, but they don't. They stay wide awake as time snarls forward and silence drops down, like measured thought.

Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.

You can't eat books, sweetheart.