It's simply the way things are when people come together out of hurt rather than happiness. When you try to use people as band-aids you merely reinfect the wound, and every moment you spend with them is like a speck of glass working itself deeper into your flesh.

You can send people letters, and show them photos, but they can never come to visit where you live. Unless you love them. And then they can burn it down.

Hell is being alive, and being alive is all there is.

You haven't seen untidiness until you've seen a room where gravity has failed twice in different directions.

One of the most subtle and powerful writers of dark fiction - a unique voice.

Making something secret makes it too important, elevates it to the point where it runs your life from the shadows. If you hide what's at your core from other people for too long, sooner or later you end up hiding it from yourself and waking up with no idea of who you are.

Nobody likes to see a body, but it's better than seeing a ghost. Bodies just make you doubt the world and the people in it. Ghosts make you doubt everything, and to doubt it in a part of the mind that has no words to answer the question, where the comforting promises you make yourself are neither believed nor even really understood.