I regained my soul through literature after those times I'd lost it to wild-eyed gypsy girls on the European streets.

“I just wish moments weren’t so fleeting!' Isaac called to the man on the roof, …”

“This was how it was with travel: one city gives you gifts, another robs you. On…”

“A writer needs to ingest love to be passionate. Passion is a metabolite of love…”

“Somewhere I’d heard, or invented perhaps, that the only pleasures found during …”