Writing is an outlet, but it’s not an outlet of escape. People keep a journal when they want to escape. I write to rub my face in it. — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“Today, it's possible to read both erotica and books written for children without fear of social castigation.” — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“They don't understand it. They're not old enough to know the first instinct of irritation should be avoided in order to keep an open… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“One day, everyone stopped over-thinking. We started thinking just as much as we should, and not any more than necessary. There was no more… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“Remain Healthy All Day: Drink a spoonful of oil every morning. Reach up with your arms and extend your body to its full height.… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“She was the kind of girl who climbed the tallest tree and cried to be let down, but she was also the kind of… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“It was clear that in a past life the detective had been a phone booth beside an empty highway.” — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“They were in love! Carla wore her hair up and Andrew saw everything as a sign. They spent an entire afternoon sitting side by… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“Why does the rain make us feel so romantic and strange? Maybe it's the fact that we are unnatural spectators of it, from inside… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“No domestic dispute between Franny and David had inspired the removal of their wedding rings. She would take hers off at work when she… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“I always thought that if I suffered enough in service of Art, if I laid down my life to please the world, I could… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“Emily felt the sweet strains of paranoia drifting back. They told her to look over her shoulder, and when she did, they told her… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“I always thought that if I suffered enough in service of Art, if I laid down my life to please the world, I could… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“In the kitchen he ate a pear. It occurred to him that, though he had eaten hundreds of pears in the past, if not… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“Her body swelled and stilled. There would be a moment when she would breathe for the last time. An exhalation. There would be that… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
