I Have To Remind Myself That Some

I Believe Most People Are Essentially Good. I Know That I Am. It's You I'm Not Entirely Sure Of.

There Is No Idea Dump, No Story Central, No Island Of The Buried Bestsellers; Good Stories Seem To Come Quite Literally From Nowhere, Sailing At You Right Out Of The Empty Sky.

Friends. They Aren’t Any Such Thing As Good Friend Or Bad Friend. Maybe There Are Just Friend. People Who Stand By You When You're Hurt And Who Helped You Feel Not So Lonely. Maybe There Are Worth Being Scared For And Hoping For And Living For. Maybe Worth Dying For Too. If That What Has To Be. No Bad Friends. Only People You Want. Need To Be With. People Who Build Their Houses In Your Heart.

What If I Fall?', Tim Cried. Maerlyn Laughed. 'sooner Or Later, We All Do.

Terror?often Arises From A Pervasive Sense Of Disestablishment; That Things Are In The Unmaking.