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

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

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

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

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

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

Alcohol was for people who basically wished to be dead but lacked the courage to kill themselves.

- Macdonald Harris