It's just not easy to explain to someone else what you don't understand yourself.

They say the first sentence in any speech is always the hardest. Well, that one's behind me, anyway.

I slide my arm from under the sleeper's head and it is numb, full of swarming pins, on the tip of each, waiting to be counted, the fallen angels sit.

Carry on, then, if only for the moment that it takes a tiny galaxy to blink!

We're extremely fortunate not to know precisely the kind of world we live in. One would have to live a long, long time, unquestionably longer than the world itself.

They say the first love's most important. That's very romantic, but not my experience.

The joy of writing. The power of preserving. Revenge of a mortal hand.