When I Write After Dark

When Even Despair Ceases To Serve Any Creative Purpose, Then Surely We Are Justified In Suicide.

We Love But Once, For Once Only Are We Perfectly Equipped For Loving.

Like Water, We Are Truest To Our Nature In Repose.

Imagination Is Nostalgia For The Past, The Absent It Is The Liquid Solution In Which Art Develops The Snapshot Of Reality.

The Books I Haven't Written Are Better Than The Books Other People Have.