Every moment that we live our life, we live for the moment and then the moment dies.
Debasish MridhaSelf-destruction would be a brief, almost autoerotic free-fall into a great velvet darkness
The Cannibal WithinWe make fiction because we are fiction ... It lived us into being and it lives us still.
The Moment Under the Moment: Stories, a Libretto, Essays, and Sketches