Sometimes I Pick Up A Book And

I Stood Looking Down Out Of The Window. The Street Seemed Miles Down. Suddenly I Felt As If I'd Flung Myself Out Of The Window. I Could See Myself Lying On The Pavement. Then I Seemed To Be Standing By The Body On The Pavement. I Was Two People. Blood And Brains Were Scattered Everywhere. I Knelt Down And Began Licking Up The Blood And Brains

My Father Was Always So Mingled With Rage At His Life.

Capable People Do Not Understand Incapacity; Clever People Do Not Understand Stupidity.

Every Spendthrift Passion Has Its Attendant Courtiers.

If You Understand Something, You Don't Forgive It, You Are The Thing Itself: Forgiveness Is For What You Don't Understand.