When I Read, I Want To Be

One Can Bear Anything. The Pain We Cannot Bear Will Kill Us Outright.

A Novel Is Like A Dream In Which Everyone Is You. They’re All Parts Of Yourself.

Never Apologize. Never Explain.

My Loneliness Tasted Like Pennies.

A Cliché Is Like A Coin That Has Been Handled Too Much. Once Language Has Been Overly Handled, It No Longer Leaves A Clear Imprint.