A giddy feeling, in a way, except there was the dreamy edge of impossibility to it - like running a dead-end maze - no way out - it couldn't come to a happy conclusion and yet I was doing it anyway because it was all I could think of to do.

Everyone acts stupid at some time in order to be loved.

A place where your life exists before you live it, and where it goes afterwards.

Certain blood was being shed for uncertain reasons.

Storytelling is the essential human activity. The harder the situation, the more essential it is.

Laughter does not deny pain. Laughter - like a wail - acknowledges and replies to pain.

I want you to feel what I felt. I want you to know why story-truth is truer sometimes than happening-truth.