Writing is a way of life.

People we met or going to meet have their own role in our life!!!

He went in, lean and deadly, and ended the creature with a lightning-fast spike of his blade. It shrieked, likely altering the rest. The death call carried like a mournful song.

The primary cause of disease is in us, always in us.

I don't want to take photographs that I won't recognize as myself, and myself isn't necessarily just blankly staring at the lens.

Don't seem to he on the lookout for crows, else you'll set other people watching.

I'm the result of upbringing, class, race, gender, social prejudices, and economics. So I'm a victim again. A result.

But the valid issue is the extent to which man knows how to form and master the material at his command.

Friends, lovers, or nothing, we can really only ever be one.

I took to the Bodleian Library as to a lover and ... would sit long hours in Bodley's arms, to emerge, blinking and dazed with the smell and feel of all those books.

I'm obsessed with plastic. I like the syntheticness.