Depending On The Reality One Must Face,

Make Notes—i’ve Lost More Material Than I’ve Ever Written. Contrary To Popular Opinion, It’s Not Still Up There In One’s Brain. It’s In Outer Space And It Ain’t Coming Back.

Feeling Is Not Selective, I Keep Telling You That. You Can’t Feel Pain, You Aren’t Gonna Feel Anything Else, Either.

My Success Is Not Who I Am.

Ours Was Not A Political Household, When I Was Growing Up.

Depression Is Not Sobbing And Crying And Giving Vent, It Is Plain And Simple Reduction Of Feeling.