Suicide Note: The Calm, Cool Face Of

The Assumption That Rigidly Rejecting Words And Phrases That Have Existed For Centuries Will Have Much Impact On Public Attitudes Is Rather Dubious.

But Money Spent While Manic Doesn't Fit Into The Internal Revenue Service Concept Of Medical Expense Or Business Loss. So After Mania, When Most Depressed, You're Given Excellent Reason To Be Even More So.

I Think Wanting To Write Is A Fundamental Sign Of Disease And Discomfort. I Don't Think People Who Are Comfortable Want To Write.

I Had A Terrible Temper, After All, And Though It Rarely Erupted, When It Did It Frightened Me And Anyone Near Its Epicenter. It Was The Only Crack, But A Disturbing One, In The Otherwise Vacuum-sealed Casing Of My Behavior.

I Long Ago Abandoned The Notion Of A Life Without Storms, Or A World Without Dry And Killing Seasons. Life Is Too Complicated, Too Constantly Changing, To Be Anything But What It Is. And I Am, By Nature, Too Mercurial To Be Anything But Deeply Wary Of The Grave Unnaturalness Involved In Any Attempt To Exert Too Much Control Over Essentially Uncontrollable Forces. There Will Always Be Propelling, Disturbing Elements, And They Will Be There Until, As Lowell Put It, The Watch Is Taken From The Wrist.