I liked myths. They weren't adult stories and they weren't children's stories. They were better than that. They just were.

Books were safer than other people anyway.

Any view of things that is not strange, is false.

The moment that you feel that just possibly you are walking down the street naked...that's the moment you may be starting to get it right.

You don't get explanations in real life. You just get moments that are absolutely, utterly, inexplicably odd.

Use your blog to connect. Use it as you. Don’t ‘network’ or ‘promote.’ Just talk.

Because if you don't stand up for the stuff you don't like, when they come for the stuff you do like, you've already lost.