I'm Happier Writing About Doctors Than I

The Silence Drew Off, Baring The Pebbles And Shells And All The Tatty Wreckage Of My Life.

I Like People Too Much Or Not At All. I've Got To Go Down Deep, To Fall Into People, To Really Know Them.

Living With Him Is Like Being Told A Perpetual Story: His Mind Is The Biggest, Most Imaginative I Have Ever Met. I Could Live In Its Growing Countries Forever.

I've Eaten A Bag Of Green Apples. Boarded The Train, There's No Getting Off

I Am Terrified By This Dark Thing That Sleeps In Me.