Dear God, Teach Me To Be Careless.

Secrets Are My Currency: I Deal In Them For A Living. The Secrets Of Desire, Of What People Really Want, And Of What They Fear The Most. The Secrets Of Why Love Is Difficult, Sex Complicated, Living Painful And Death So Close And Yet Placed Far Away. Why Are Pleasure And Punishment Closely Related? How Do Our Bodies Speak? Why Do We Make Ourselves Ill? Why Do You Want To Fail? Why Is Pleasure Hard To Bear?

The Vocation Of Each Writer Is To Describe The World As He Or She Sees It; Anything More Than That Is Advertising.

Like You, She Will Have Been With Other People, But I've Got A Feeling There's Something Between You.

If You Never Left Anything Or Anyone There Would Be No Room For The New. Naturally, To Move On Is An Infidelity -- To Others, To The Past, To Old Notions Of Oneself. Perhaps Every Day Should Contain At Least One Essential Infidelity Or Necessary Betrayal. It Would Be An Optimistic, Hopeful Act, Guaranteeing Belief In The Future -- A Declaration That Things Can Be Not Only Different But Better.

At The Deepest Level People Are Madder Than They Want To Believe. You Will Find That They Fear Being Eaten, And Are Alarmed By Their Desire To Devour Others.