On AO3: Madeline_Rainbow

“[…] Batman from 1938 who’s out there with guns in his hand and he’s fighting vampires and crooks, I thought, well, imagine that’s Batman at 20, you know. And then he meets this kid when he’s 21, and the kid’s this little working class circus kid who’s totally cocky. And this introverted young Norman Bates Batman is suddenly, “Wait a minute. This is the kid that died in me. This is everything that I wanted to be.” And the two become friends, and it’s not creepy. It’s like, “He’s my best friend and my brother and everything I wish I could be.” And the kid’s looking at him like, “He’s everything I wish I could be.””

Writing is that paradoxical activity which demands that one flee from others in order to meet them more effectively.

“You’d be surprised how quickly the mind goes soggy in the absence of other people. One person alone is not a full person: we exist in relation to others. I was one person: I risked becoming no person.”

I learned to listen for what wasn’t being said, because it was usually more important than what was.

“Sometimes the happiest ending isn’t the one you keep longing for, but something you absolutely cannot see from where you are.”