‘The last thing I am in anybody’s hope…’


The Things That Really Matter
‘We are made from the same matter. The same filth…’

‘Nobody cares for you anymore. You’re tarnished and you’re filthy…’

‘I guess I’m just not used to being chased around a mall in the middle of the night by killer robots...’

‘Writing is finally about one thing: going into a room alone and doing it...’
