April 2011
“ I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.”
— Charles Bukowski
“ its your coffin my love, enjoy it. most of us never get to know what it feels like.”
—Lestat , Interview with the Vampire
“By the time I went to college I realized to my horror that “maturity” meant accepting constraints and being bound to a limited career path, rather than blossoming into a deeper dimension of possibility and wonder.”
“ A writer lives in fear. Each new day demands new ideas and he can never be sure whether he is going to come up with them or not.”
—-Roald Dahl
