I Have Taken A Pill To Kill

Nothing Stinks Like A Pile Of Unpublished Writing.

It's A Hell Of A Responsibility To Be Yourself. It's Much Easier To Be Somebody Else Or Nobody At All.

I Started Adding Up All The Things I Couldn't Do.

I Need Not To Be More With Others, But To Be More & More Deeply, Richly Alone. Recreating Worlds.

The Only Reason I Remembered This Play Was Because It Had A Mad Person In It, And Everything I Had Ever Read About Mad People Stuck In My Mind, While Everything Else Flew Out.