The Real Beauty In Life Is That

I Sit There Thinking About How Much Courage It Takes To Live An Ordinary Life.

How Inevitable It Is; We Step Into An Ordinary Moment And Never Come Out Again.

The Repeated Lies Become History, But They Don't Necessarily Become The Truth.

I Think It Is Our Job, As Writers, To Be Epic. Epic And Tiny At The Same Time. If You're Going To Be A Fiction Writer, Why Not Take On Something That Means Something. In Doing This, You Must Understand That Within That Epic Structure It Is The Tiny Story That Is Possibly More Important.

...and It Strikes Her, As She Walks, That Borders, Like Hatred, Are Exaggerated Precisely Because Otherwise They Would Cease To Exist Altogether.