When I Fell Out Of The Light,

I Must Get My Soul Back From You; I Am Killing My Flesh Without It.

God, How I Ricochet Between Certainties And Doubts.

I Am Disabused Of All Faith, And See Too Clearly.

I Liked Looking On At Other People In Crucial Situations. If There Was A Road Accident Or A Street Fight Or A Baby Pickled In A Laboratory Jar For Me To Look At, I'd Stop And Look So Hard I Never Forgot It.

If Doctor Nolan Asked Me For The Matches, I Would Say That I'd Thought They Were Made Of Candy And Had Eaten Them.