It always hurt not to breathe like a normal person, incessantly reminding your lungs to be lungs, forcing yourself to accept as unsolvable the clawing scraping inside-out ache of underoxygenation.

“If I go out there now, I'll freeze my balls off. Not that I'm putting them to a…”

“Doing wrong and having wrong things happen to you. That’s the problem. Bolívar …”

“Authors do not own books, readers do”

“I'd rather wonder than get answers I couldn't live with.”