texts for nothing

'no, in its own way, i know it well, the way of an evening shadow you follow with your eyes, thinking of something else, yes, that's it, the mind elsewhere, and the eyes too, if the truth were known, the eyes elsewhere too. ah if there must be speech at least none from the heart, no, i have only one desire, i have it still.'

'perhaps dreaming it's in heaven, alit in heaven, or better still the dawn, waiting for the dawn and the joy of being able to say, i've got the whole day before me, to go wrong, to go right, to calm down, to give up, i've nothing to fear, my ticket is valid for life.'


also, the best advice i've had all day:
just get to the ending. then write the second book.