"In any case, some days, he looked as though he'd been up throughout the night drinking. Thinking about everything that is meant to be written within the pages.
Some days, he looked as if he'd been smoking all the night to make a perfect picture of life, yet to come in the smoke, that is worth remorse. Hung over with whatever he'd done in his past, covered underneath blame and disfavor, he decided to write. He decided to confess through his writings."
Book, The Papery Onions