How Easy It Was To Lie When

When I Am Thickening My Plots, I Like To Think 'what If ... What If ... ' Thus My Imagination Can Move From The Likely, Which Everyone Can Think Of, To The Unlikely-but-possible, My Preferred Plot.

What Was It To Love Someone, What Was Love Exactly, And Why Did It End Or Not End? Those Were The Real Questions, And Who Could Answer Them?

Life Is A Long Failure Of Understanding ... A Long, Mistaken Shutting Of The Heart.

My Imagination Functions Much Better When I Don't Have To Speak To People.

Honestly, I Don't Understand Why People Get So Worked Up About A Little Murder!