The streamers of my consciousness waver out and are perpetually torn and distressed by their disorder.

“Si no dices la verdad sobre ti mismo, difícilmente podrás decir la de las otras…”

“The way to rock oneself back into writing is this. First gentle exercise in the…”

“You send a girl to school in order to make friends - the right sort.”

“Truth had run through my fingers. Every drop had escaped.”