Creativity Asks You To Enter Realms With

Oh, Cold World -- I Have Grown So Weary Of You And All Your Horrible Bathrooms.

This Is Intimacy: The Trading Of Stories In The Dark.

It's What I Call The Haute Couture, High-end Version Of Fear Perfectionism. It's Just Fear In Really Good Shoes. But It's Still Fear.

Just As There Exists In Writing A Literal Truth And A Poetic Truth, There Also Exists In A Human Being A Literal Anatomy And A Poetic Anatomy. One, You Can See; One, You Cannot. One Is Made Of Bones And Teeth And Flesh; The Other Is Made Of Energy And Memory And Faith. But They Are Both Equally True.

Childlessness Doesn't Make People Selfish; Selfishness Makes People Selfish.