A Life Without Love Is Like A

Hairstyles Change, And Skirt Lengths, And Slang, But High School Administrations? Never.

By Writing A Horror Novel Where This Inexplicable Disorder Takes Over In Our Ordered Lives, You Make Order Look Better By Comparison. But Below That, There's A Part Of Us That Responds To The Who Bashing Their Instruments To Pieces On The Stage. There's A Very Primitive Part That Says, "do It Some More."

Even The Company Of The Mad Was Better Than The Company Of The Dead.

I'm Afraid Of All Kinds Of Things. I'm Afraid Of Failing At Whatever Story I'm Writing - That It Won't Come Up For Me, Or That I Won't Be Able To Finish It.

They're Animals, All Right. But Why Are You So Goddam Sure That Makes Us Human Beings?