What Matters Is Deciding In Your Heart

As I Already Explaned, I Don't Have Any Form. I'm A Conceptual Metaphysical Object.

In The World We Live In, What We Know And What We Don't Know Are Like Siamese Twins, Inseparable, Existing In A State Of Confusion.

There Weren't Any Curtains In The Windows, And The Books That Didn't Fit Into The Bookshelf Lay Piled On The Floor Like A Bunch Of Intellectual Refugees.

At Times Like This, Adults Need A Drink

If Writing Novels Is Like Planting A Forest, Then Writing Short Stories Is More Like Planting A Garden.