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I Am Here, Alone, At The End Of The World. I Reach Out And Touch Nothing.”.

A Theory Is A Battlefield In Your Head.

You Know What Girls Are Like. They Turn Twenty Or Twenty-one And All Of A Sudden They Start Having These Concrete Ideas. They Get Super Realistic. And When That Happens, Everything That Seemed So Sweet And Lovable About Them Begins To Look Ordinary And Depressing.

Everything Passes. Nobody Gets Anything For Keeps. And That's How We've Got To Live.

I Could Have Been A Cult Writer If I'd Kept Writing Surrealistic Novels. But I Wanted To Break Into The Mainstream, So I Had To Prove That I Could Write A Realistic Book.