But if you peeled away the ornamental egos that she had built, there was only an abyss of nothingness and the intense thirst that came with it.

“Then, all but instinctively, I took her in my arms. Pressed against me, her who…”

“Las cosas fluyen hacia donde tienen que fluir, y por más que te esfuerces e int…”

“The world of the grotesque is the darkness within us. Well before Freud and Jun…”

“Writing novels is much the same. You gather up bones and make your gate, but no…”