If The Body Is A Temple, Then

They Would Grow Old. They Would Forget Me.

Good To Know That If I Ever Need Attention All I Have To Do Is Die.

The Only Reason I Remembered This Play Was Because It Had A Mad Person In It, And Everything I Had Ever Read About Mad People Stuck In My Mind, While Everything Else Flew Out.

I Need Not To Be More With Others, But To Be More & More Deeply, Richly Alone. Recreating Worlds.

... Stop Trying To Get Me To Write About 'decent Courageous People' -- Read The Ladies' Home Journal For Those! ... I Believe In Going Through And Facing The Worst, Not Hiding From It.