The Average Attention Span Of The Modern

Somewhere Along The Line I'd Lost The Will Not To Eat.

Perhaps The Way To Succeed Is To Think Of Life On Earth As A Colossal Joke, A Creation Of Such Immense Stupidity That The Only Way To Live Is To Laugh Until You Think Your Heart Will Break.

I Can't Even Trust My Own Imaginary Dog. How Much Lower Can A Person Get?

Fate Isn't Some Middle-aged Man With A Squint Who Won't Recognize You If You Change Your Clothes.

This Was What Happiness Felt Like - This Wondrous, Miraculous Alternative To Dread.