That looks really professional. It looks like someone else did it.

I only need to know one thing: The Unknowable.

The subtle distinction between innocence and ignorance is one of the intrigues of language.

She held close until there was nothing left between them. In one breath, it was as it should be.

Do you ever feel like a ship in a bottle, wondering how the hell you got here?

He was changed irrevocably by things that never happened. In the gaps and crevices, he began to understand – understand that he did not and that he was not, as well as that he was and that he did.

Sanity is just a state of mind.

Birds sing in the night,

we are fooled by reflections

of a sunlight past.

I may skip today. I may not skip today. I may run today, but it’s unlikely.

Since he was young, Kyle had always avoided fowl play, but once, at Eric’s insistence, he attended the Chicken Derby. When Eric heard that one of the riders had come down with the pox, he immediately volunteered to take his place. When Kyle caught a glimpse of his mount, a big red cock with a glint in his eye, he knew that Eric was in for a bumpy ride. Out of habit, Kyle began slicing cucumber.