What is any of this to us? Time is endless and ours. Love and Death are only the games we play in it.
I will draw you back to me. You shall see. By a chain of stars.
As a child, my mother told me lots of fairy stories, many her own invention. She, too, tended to reverse the norm.
We all have our dreams. May we find them, and God have mercy on us when we do.
When I am fascinated by something, I like to play with it.
It's very selfish when I write. I'm not aware, ever, of writing for another person; I'm not even really aware of writing for myself.