Stiff. That’s why you’re strong, get it? - Tobias Eaton

You’re too important to just … die.” He shakes his head. He won’t even look at me—his eyes keep shifting across my face, to the wall behind me or the ceiling above me, to everything but me. I am too stunned to be angry. “I’m not important. Everyone will do just fine without me,” I say. “Who cares about everyone? What about me?

It happened. It was awful. You aren't perfect. That's all there is. Don't confuse your grief with guilt.

We are not people who touch each other carelessly; every point of contact between us feels important, a rush of energy and relief.

People are supossed to aspire to become their fathers, not shudder at the thought.

You need to be passionate about the creative work that you're doing, but you need to be kind of emotionally separated from how people react to it or how it does. Those things should be secondary, and primary should be your love of the creative act.

But when you kill someone you love, the hard part is never over. It just gets easier to distract yourself from what you've done.