For some reason, I've been thinking more and more about my mother and the way her life failed her, humiliated her with impulses beyond her command, broke her with year after year of the same.
By the time she turned fifteen, all of that was gone. She hardly spoke in class. She refused to function in any sort of school event, and rather than discuss her feelings she deferred the world with a...
And where there is no Echo there is no description of space or love. There is only silence.
We did not just go to the stars. We became the stars.
The greatest love letters are always encoded for the one and not the many.
Since when did you bring a gun? Navidson asks, crouching near the door.Are you kidding me? This place is .
Myth makes Echo the subject of longing and desire. Physics makes Echo the subject of distance and design. Where emotion and reason are concerned both claims are accurate. And where there is no Echo th...
It may be the wrong decision, but fuck it, it's mine.
I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about something, I wrote, I napped and dreamt something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so muc...
To get a better idea try this: focus on these words, and whatever you do don’t let your eyes wander past the perimeter of this page. Now imagine just beyond your peripheral vision, maybe behind you, m...
There's only one choice now: finish what Zampanò himself failed to finish. Re-inter this thing in a binding tomb. Make it only a book.
There is no such thing as the last straw. There is only hay.
One glance at her, even now in the glass of my mind, and I want to take off and travel with her.
One by one our skies go black. Stars are extinguished, collapsing into distances too great to breach. Soon, not even the memory of light will survive. Long ago, our manifold universes discovered futur...
Never fear your fear. I am close. Don't forget. I am here. In losing your vision enlighten your own undertakings. In leaving our vision enlighten your own understanding. Always.I think you get this wa...
Les jeux son fait. Nous sommes fucked.
I must read. I must read.I must read.
However, The haven-Slocum Theory also points out that this course is not without risk. An even greater number of people dwelling on The Navidson Record have shown an increase in obsessiveness, insomni...
How much [vastly {immensely tremendously}...] Anwar loves [t]his child. It continues to take him by surprise [even when she confounds him with the havoc of her room {for example} which she will proud...
Explanation is not half as strong as experience but experience is not half as strong as experience and understanding