“What if you start to think of your art in terms of sales, too? Can you still be true to yourself?” — Kevin Emerson Copy Share Image
“What if you start to think of your art in terms of sales, too? Can you still be true to yourself?” — Kevin Emerson Copy Share Image
“The night felt like it had gone by so fast, yet every second of it was bright and burned into my mind, and I felt sure I would never forget any of it, almost like I'd left some part of me back there on that island, a piece carved out that wouldn't travel into whatever came next. It would just… — Kevin Emerson Copy Share
“I felt something fall away inside. Some floor, and from beneath it boiled up something dark, black and bitter, craving vengeance.” — Kevin Emerson Copy Share Image
“We can only hope that our little step helps the next attempt get closer to divine. That someday humanity becomes something better than itself.” — Kevin Emerson Copy Share Image
“The tide that swallows a people is born of its own darkest desires.” — Kevin Emerson Copy Share Image
“A hand closed over my wrist. I looked over, and there was Lilly, cast in moonlight and blue, hair snaking around her, a siren… — Kevin Emerson Copy Share Image
“Every civilization is just an attempt, a best guess...And they're all imperfect, shots in the dark, and they all end in a flood.” — Kevin Emerson Copy Share Image
“Time passed, unknowable amounts and I had no sense for it. There was just the blanket and grass, the cold of rain and the… — Kevin Emerson Copy Share Image
