“All around us, birds woke up the sky.”

“Somewhere, excitement waited for me like an uncut cake.”

“I didn't tell him that I'd put his awful stories in boxes and stacked them on a shelf at the back of my mind. I could hear a quieter version of them still, from their dark place, through all the ot...”

“Anyone who's ever gone from warm and bright to cold and dark knows how I felt.”

“But the wind always swept my words away like cloud shadows, as if it mattered more that I said them, than who heard them.”

“And that's when I felt the first wave of sorrow that came from keeping a new secret.”

“...the souls of none of them were dead, but only sleeping; now and then they would waken, and these were cruel times.”

“Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom?”

“If you can't turn off your thoughts, who cares how soft your pillow is?"- David King”

“I also noticed that as you go to sleep the ideas continue, but they become less and less logically interconnected. You don't notice that they're not logically connected until you ask yourself, "Wha...”