Loving him made me never want to love another human being.

They always come back, but we don’t always answer.

I stopped writing in the obvious. I wrote how I saw it and if they don’t understand it, that’s fine.

I didn’t fear you. I feared us. I feared what could have been. I feared what could be. I feared the connection we had between each other. The toxicity because I could grasp the danger.

We grow apart because we grow in different stages and not all of our stages align.

If I had amnesia, I know I would fall in love with you all over again.

The fact that neither of us made sense was the beauty of it.

I think we might’ve met in a past life. You know, one of those you pass and think, wow you’re kind of beautiful. Just one of those.

I romanticized him until he was the perfect being. A soul so beautiful, but so immensely evil too.

To fall in love with pain is to fall in love with art.

You didn’t understand the poem, but that was because it wasn’t for you. It was for me to understand the pain you put me through.

Happy is the man with a wife to tell him what to do and a secretary to do it.

Arithmetic is numbers you squeeze from your head to your hand to your pencil to your paper till you get the answer.

Once your film is done, you can't explain to people what something was supposed to be. You can't give them footnotes. It all has to be there.

I believe in meditation - it's a good tool to centre yourself, but unfortunately, I'm too lazy to do it. It's very hard work, and I prefer to watch 'Nothing To Declare' on TV!

I do just want to do jokes. I don't want to be a divisive figure.

Migration gives a blank cheque to put anything you don't feel like addressing in the memory hold. No neighbours can go against the monster narrative of your family.

In a sense Toronto feels like home to me.

God Almighty (swt) says: My love is incumbent for those who love each other for Me; who sit together for Me; who visit each other for Me; and who spend on each other for Me.

I'm looking for stories that make me sit up and take notice. For engagement with language and style in ways that the genre doesn't see enough of.

Much has been written about the loyalty of dogs, but what I love about them isn't their devotion to me so much as their devotion to being alive.