The fear of not being remembered is a dangerous thing.

Trap yourself inside your own brain, switch off the light, block all the escape routes, then turn your back on everything you know to be reality and try and survive there. Try. Living. Nowhere.

Time is not an enemy as such, but a missing person, sending cryptic postcards from the past.

The fear of silence is a fear everyone should overcome.

All the best writers take risks, offend people often and say fuck you to the critics.