She Liked To Disappear, Even

I Wrote To Find Beauty And Purpose, To Know That Love Is Possible And Lasting And Real.... Once I Got To My Desk, Once I Started Writing, I Still Believed Anything Was Possible.

I Can't Really Work On More Than One Thing At A Time

The Moon Is Always Jealous Of The Heat Of The Day, Just As The Sun Always Longs For Something Dark And Deep.

We Stood And Watched As God Abandoned Us, And Then We Did The Best We Could.

They Weren't True Stories; They Were Better Than That.