And we are quotation marks, inverted and upside down, clinging to one another at the end of this life sentence. Trapped by lives we did not choose.

I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.

They say there were birds who used to soar through the skies like planes.It seems strange that a small animal could achieve anything as complex as human engineering, but the possibility is too enticing to ignore.

I'm wondering how many more mistakes I'll have to make before things finally fall into place. If they ever will.

I love walking into a bookstore. It's like all my friends are sitting on shelves, waving their pages at me.

People seldom realize that they tell lies with their lips and truths with their eyes all the time.

And some days I wonder why I insist on keeping myself alive.