There are two kinds of writing; the one you write and the one that writes you. The one that writes you is dangerous. You go where you don't want to go. You look where you don't want to look.

İnsanlar para istifliyor, pahalı yerlere girip çıkıyor ve böylece zengin kişiler olduklarını düşünüyorlar.(s.169)

In the time of your life, live—so that in that wondrous time you shall not add to the misery and sorrow of the world, but shall smile to the infinite delight and mystery of it."

She didn't love him and he didn't love her; she was like an addiction, and what they were doing had a darkness to it, a weight.

Written By Kim Edwards

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