I just love writing. It's magical, it's somewhere else to go, it's somewhere much more dreadful, somewhere much more exciting. Somewhere I feel I belong, possibly more than in the so-called real world.
“I knew I couldn't solve it. Because I couldn't figure out what made her drink when things were going well.”
“Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks have set on fire the hearts of all men.”