If You Love Her", I Said, "you'll

You Cannot Regard Your Own Life With Objective Curiosity All The Time.

I Do Not Know Who I Am Tonight.

But When It Came Right Down To It, The Skin Of My Wrist Looked So White And Defensless That I Couldn't Do It. It Was As If What I Wanted To Kill Wasn't In That Skin Or The Thin Blue Pulse That Jumped Under My Thumb, But Somewhere Else, Deeper, More Secret, And A Whole Lot Harder To Get.

When They Asked Me What I Wanted To Be I Said I Didn't Know.

I Never Feel So Much Myself As When I'm In A Hot Bath.