The older I get, the more I see human personality as an ever-shifting mass of scattered fragments and the more comfortable I am with that. It’s a lot easier to not hate my judgemental sixteen-year-old self when I view her as essentially a different manifestation.

To hell with all these metanarratives of life as a constant evolution or progression: what I was then was a valid experience, and what I am now is a valid experience.

"I read in order to write. I read out of obsession with writing."