Fiction—and poetry and drama— cleanse the doors of perception.
Alone, no one wins freedom.
Distrust everything I say. I am telling the truth.
Writers have to get used to launching something beautiful and watching it crash and burn. They also have to learn when to let go control, when the work takes off on its own and flies, farther than they ever planned or imagined, to places they didn't know they knew.
I hope you are never victims, but I hope you have no power over other people.
It did not matter, after all. He was only one man. One man's fate is not important. "If it is not, what is?" He could not endure those remembered words.