You’re real though, at least that’s something,” Alecto pointed out, holding his hand out in front of her. Smiling miserably, Mandy took his hand in her own and sat there beside him quietly.

I don’t think estates are grim places.

Sometimes strange fiction, becomes grim reality.

Faith is, believing there is still a star out there to wish on, just for you, tucked away behind dark clouds.

From the very second that two people sat together around a fire in the forest, there was another human out there who felt better in the dark.

The old man had been tanned by the light of too many beer signs, and it just goes to show that you can’t live on three packs of Chesterfields and a fifth of bourbon a...

I am going with you as well. With Goodfellow’s exemplary planning, someone has to make sure you go through the right door.

Life is grim, and we don’t have to be grim all the time.

Do not trap yourself into an owl’s hooting soundwhere sad nights linger through the blackness of a hound

it was like staring at a whitewashed wall, but without all the emotion

It is a law of nature that a dream carried for too long inside you must, eventually, begin to rot.

Alford, Massachusetts: Mandy stood there with her old Nikon film camera, snapping photo after photo of the rural landscape. It was difficult to describe the wonderful feeling of there not being a single cell phone...