[last lines] Celine: Well, it must have been one hell of a night we're about to have.
Before Midnight[last lines] Thomas Leroy: Nina, what did you do? Nina: I felt it. Perfect. I was perfect.
Black SwanDuty - that which sternly impels us in the direction of profit, along the line of desire.
Ambrose BierceI'm a magpie in my fiction, taking whatever looks shiny and curious to line the nest of my story.
Walter Kirn