‎"Is it possible to both want and not want something at the same time? For desire to ride with fear?

Work. Write. Read. Keep putting words on the page, because that's the only way you'll get better.

What are we, if not an accumulation of our memories?

I want him to be happy. And I want you to be happy, too. Even if you can only find that happiness without me.

There are memories I a better off without. Things better lost forever.

Do you trust me? The question is usually asked before an admission that such trust is misplaced.

We’re constantly changing facts, rewriting history to make things easier, to make them fit in with our preferred version of events. We do it automatically. We invent memories. Without thinking. If we tell ourselves something happened often enough we start to believe it, and then we can actually remember it.