The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.
At the age of fourteen I discovered writing as an escape from a world of reality in which I felt acutely uncomfortable.
I'm only really alive when I'm writing.
We are all sentenced to solitary confinement inside our own skins, for life.
Once you fully apprehend the vacuity of a life without struggle, you are equipped with the basic means of salvation.
No, truth is something desperate, an' she's got it. Believe me, it's something desperate, an' she's got it.