Introduction

I'm not interested in birds. I actually find them rather ugly when you look at their faces. But if you just see them, they're so beautiful and so magical that they do something that you often wish you could do. The whole language of writing for me is finding out what you don't want to know. Look at the sparkle. Four o'clock in the morning, the mad man has a hell of hell. To New York City. We can't disown the light into which we're born. Everything, the entire universe, the sun, stars, earth, seeds. Everything there is, including what I've felt for you. It's frightening to see them.