And Silence, Like Darkness, Can Be Kind;

It Seemed To Me That The Real Philosophical Breakthroughs Of The 20th Century Were In Terms Of The Understanding Of Language. What Is Language? Where Does It Come From, How Does It Work, What Does It Do?

All The Same, My Depression And Self-hatred, My Desire To Mutilate Myself With Broken Bottles, My Numbness And Crying Fits, My Inability To Get Out Of Bed For Days And Days, The Feeling Of The World Moving In To Crush Me, Went On And On. But I Knew I Wouldn't Go Mad, Even If That Release, That Letting-go, Was A Freedom I Desired. I Was Waiting For Myself To Heal.

Being In Love Means Being At The Mercy Of Someone's Childhood.

Nothing Can Be Repaired Or Advanced But Only Accepted

What A Quality Of Innocence People Have When They Don't Expect To Be Harmed.