The books were a private part of me that I carried inside and guarded and didn't talk to anybody about; as long as I had the books I could convince myself I was different from the others and my life wasn't quite as stupid and pointless.
What happened was simple, even banal: I became naked, died, lost parts of my flesh and most of my ego along with a few illusions such as a belief in … - Macdonald Harris
What happened was simple, even banal: I became naked, died, lost parts of my flesh and most of my ego along with a few illusions such as a belief in …
- Macdonald Harris
It was a part of myself that was my enemy; I still had a childish illusion that the flesh on my own bones was somehow unique and precious to the univ… - Macdonald Harris
It was a part of myself that was my enemy; I still had a childish illusion that the flesh on my own bones was somehow unique and precious to the univ…
The books were a private part of me that I carried inside and guarded and didn't talk to anybody about; as long as I had the books I could convince m… - Macdonald Harris
The books were a private part of me that I carried inside and guarded and didn't talk to anybody about; as long as I had the books I could convince m…
Who doesn't have a dark place somewhere inside him that comes out sometimes when he's looking in a mirror? Dark and light, we are all made out of sha… - Macdonald Harris
Who doesn't have a dark place somewhere inside him that comes out sometimes when he's looking in a mirror? Dark and light, we are all made out of sha…
But I know too that if we ever make a world without shadow, if the chemists and scientists and psychologists succeed in abolishing fear, pain, loneli… - Macdonald Harris
But I know too that if we ever make a world without shadow, if the chemists and scientists and psychologists succeed in abolishing fear, pain, loneli…
Alcohol was for people who basically wished to be dead but lacked the courage to kill themselves. - Macdonald Harris
Alcohol was for people who basically wished to be dead but lacked the courage to kill themselves.
The resentment I felt inside was not hatred for being imprisoned or for Victor who had betrayed me but something deeper: a rebellion against the very… - Macdonald Harris
The resentment I felt inside was not hatred for being imprisoned or for Victor who had betrayed me but something deeper: a rebellion against the very…
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