...they came to see what happened to their town, to see if it was indeed lying burnt and bleeding. Many of them also came to die.

You don't always talk with your mouth. Sometimes what you say with your mouth hardly matters at all. You have to signify

Talent renders the whole idea of rehearsal meaningless; when you find something at which you are talented, you do it (whatever it is) until your fingers bleed or your eyes are ready to fall out of your head. Even when no one is listening (or reading or watching), every outing is a bravura performance, because you as the creator are happy. Perhaps even ecstatic.

I get inspiration, a lot of times, from very commonplace things that just strike a chord and develop themselves in the subconscious.

For a woman a man will do many things that he'd turn his back on in an instant when alone; things he'd back away from, nine times out of ten, even when drunk adn with a bunch of his friends egging him on.

Life's simplest answers are often the easiest to overlook.

There came a time when you realized that moving on was pointless. That you took yourself with you wherever you went.