“I’m in your mind, getting to know every part of you. You can put up walls, but sooner or later I’ll break down every last one. There won’t be any secret you can keep or any part of you I don’t know…Intimately.”

“I know I won’t be there for every part of your life, but I’d like you to be there for every part of mine. I do.”

“And if I die? (Fang)I’ll know and I won’t be happy. Remember, wolf, I’m one of the few beings who can follow you into the afterworld and seriously fuck you up there. Don’t fail me. (Thorn)”

“Just know that you can. I won’t tell. I might not be able to do much for you, but I’ll hold your secrets.”

“I know nothing. I know no one. I’m lonely. Every time I see you, you’ve put up some new wall, and you never let me in.”

“Don’t you ever get scared?” I ask.“Of what?” She says.“Of not being good enough.”“You mean at writing?” L’il asks.I nod. “What if I’m the only one who thinks I can do it and no one else does? What if I’m fooling myself-““Oh, Carrie.” She smiles. “Don’t you know that every writer feels that way? Fear is part of the job.”