The Power of Silence

When I turn away from a man and a woman, he grows wings. Nothing makes us less human than a solitude interrupted specifically. Sleeping with your own muse is an unpardonable breach of literary protocol but to sleep with a friend and then tell them about it is to do them the greatest favor as an artist. There are few cinematic presidents that instruct either party how they should look. In my next play a young gunslinger of a drama critic is yanked from the audience hung and disemboweled in the first scene. That's just kind of true.