I find myself drawn to that period where children are about to leave childhood behind. When you're 12 years old, you still have one foot in childhood; the other is poised to enter a completely new stage of life. Your innocent understanding of the world moves towards something messier and more complicated, and once it does you can never go back.

People…shouldn’t be allowed to have new children if they’d already given away all their love to their old ones. It wasn’t fair.

That's how children deal with terror, they fall asleep.