A Book Must Be The Ax For

There Are Times When I Am Convinced I Am Unfit For Any Human Relationship.

A Man Of Action Forced Into A State Of Thought Is Unhappy Until He Can Get Out Of It.

I No Longer Know If I Wish To Drown Myself In Love, Vodka Or The Sea.

I Wanted To Escape The Unrest, To Shut Out The Voices Around Me And Within Me, So I Write.

Dread Of Night. Dread Of Not-night.