I Congratulate Myself On Not Having Arrived

You Sense My Loneliness, (...) My Bitterness At Being Shut Out Of Life. My Bitterness That I'm Evil, That I Don't Deserve To Be Loved And Yet I Need Love Hungrily. My Horror That I Can Never Reveal Myself To Mortals. But These Things Don't Stop Me, Mother. I'm Too Strong For Them To Stop Me. As You Said Yourself Once, I Am Very Good At Being What I Am. These Things Merely Now And Then Make Me Suffer, That's All

Fear Is Only Good When You Have A Choice In Things.

What Is Fear After All? It Is Indecision. You Seek Some Way To Resist, Escape. There Is None.

As They Die, The Ones We Love, We Lose Our Witnesses, Our Watchers, Those Who Know And Understand The Tiny Little Meaningless Patterns, Those Words Drawn In Water With A Stick. And There Is Nothing Left But The Endless Flow.

I Gave Up On The Big Screen. The Witching Hour Was At Warner Bros. For 10 Years And It Just Didn't Work Out.