There Are Plenty Of Reasons

We Never Consider That The Things Dogs Know About Us Are Things Of Which We Have Not The Faintest Notion.

Everything In This World Can Volunteer Some Reply, What Takes Up Time Is Posing The Questions.

Sleep Is A Skilled Magician, It Changes The Proportions Of Things, The Distances Between Them, It Separates People And They're Lying Next To Each Other, Brings Them Together And They Can Barely See One Another.

There Is Nothing That Is Truly Free Nor Democratic Enough. Make No Mistake, The Internet Did Not Come To Save The World.

For Me, Writing Is A Job. I Do Not Separate The Work From The Act Of Writing Like Two Things That Have Nothing To Do With Each Other. I Arrange Words One After Another, Or One In Front Of Another, To Tell A Story, To Say Something That I Consider Important Or Useful, Or At Least Important Or Useful To Me. It Is Nothing More Than This.