She even touches Jimmy's face on the photos, and I see what it is to love someone like Milla loved that man. Her fingertips are made of love.

I try hard and aim big. People can hate or love my books but they can never accuse me of not trying.

I had many boxing matches with my brother in the backyard when we were younger, and I guess while other people abhor boxing for its brutality, I also have to admire anyone who climbs into the ring to face up to what could be the ultimate defeat.

She gave 'The Dream Carrier' to Max as if words alone could nourish him.

You might argue that I make the rounds no matter what year it is, but sometimes the human race likes to crank things up a little. They increase the production of bodies and their escaping souls.

I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.

Shadows of cloud lurked in the water, like holes the sun forgot about.