The Insides Of Our Own Minds Are

What Was New Was The Fact That, Despite My Heart Doing Its Fight-or-flight, Help-we're-prey-and-hey-stupid-that's-a-vampire Number, I Was Glad To See Him. Ridiculous But True. Scary But True.

I Like To Assume That Since I Drive A Car And Maintain A Respectable Credit Rating And Rarely Murder Anyone And Bury Them In The Back Garden Unless They Really Deserve It, That The Fact That I Hear Voices Wont Unduly Disturb Anyone.

One Keeps Searching For Ease, She Did Not Say, And Not Finding It, Till The Memories Of No-pain Seem Only Like Daydreams.

[harry] Had Always Suffered From A Vague Restlessness, A Longing For Adventure That She Told Herself Severely Was The Result Of Reading Too Many Novels When She Was A Small Child.

Tell Me Who You Are. You Need Not Tell Me Your Name. Names Have Power, Even Human Ones. Tell Me Where You Live And What You Do With Your Living.