Quiet book-learning in monasteries and ethereal music, sonnets and courtly lovethat stuff is all fantasyand veneer? You couldn't afford to let the be….

I had thought that growing up's consolation was that you could escape from the arbitrariness of things, that somehow one acquired more control. Now y….

The phone is an instrument of intrusion into order. It is a threat to control. Just when you think you are alone and safe, the call could come that c….

Needing people yet being afraid of them is wearing me out..

I already read everything. I read poems and plays and novels and newspapers and comic books and magazines. I read tins in supermarkets and leaflets t….

It's asking for trouble to listen to music alone..

No matter how often I think I can't stand it anymore, I always do. There is no alternative. I don't fall, I don't foam at the mouth, faint, collapse ….

No matter how dark the room gets I can always see. It looks emptier when I put the lights on so I don't do it if I can help it. Brightness disagrees ….

You would think there's a natural limit to tears: only so much the body can give at one sitting before it runs dry..