There are moments when a kind of clarity comes over you, and suddenly you can see through walls to another dimension that you'd forgotten or chosen to ignore in order to continue living with the various illusions that make life, particularily life with other people, possible.

Part of me is made of glass, and also, I love you.

I have realised just how important it is to readers to feel that fictional stories are based on reality.

...larger than life...I've never understood that expression. What's larger than life?

An average of seventy-four species become extinct every day, which was one good reason but not the only one to hold someone's hand.

Bruno, my old faithful. I haven't sufficiently described him. Is it enough to say he is indescribable? No. Better to try and fail than not to try at all.

That's what I do. Watch movies and read. Sometimes I even pretend to write, but I'm not fooling anyone. Oh, and I go to the mailbox.