I Don't Freeze Up Because It Isn't

It Is A Weak Man Who Blames His Failures On The Strength Of Others.

Twisted And Perverse Are The Ways Of The Human Mind," Jane Intoned. "pinocchio Was Such A Dolt To Try To Become A Real Boy. He Was Much Better Off With A Wooden Head.

The World Was Full Of Locked Doors, And He Had To Get His Hand On Every Key.

I Think That Most Of Us, Anyway, Read These Stories That We Know Are Not "true" Because We're Hungry For Another Kind Of Truth: The Mythic Truth About Human Nature In General, The Particular Truth About Those Life-communities That Define Our Own Identity, And The Most Specific Truth Of All: Our Own Self-story. Fiction, Because It Is Not About Someone Who Lived In The Real World, Always Has The Possibility Of Being About Oneself. --from The Introduction

Perhaps It's Impossible To Wear An Identity Without Becoming What You Pretend To Be.