... walking down the same street that, I suspect, is the overlay of many streets. I also know that some memories are later fabrications: fantasies crafted during a conversation... Remembering,...

No, I don't think I could fall in love with him, handsome though he is, because I don't accept any of that huff he gives me about my great beauty and all that. I'd have to trust a man's words before I...

If I'd had any way of knowing that things were - as Lily Tomlin once said - going to get a whole lot worse before they got worse, I'm not sure how I would have slept that night.

The ingredients of both darkness and light are equally present in all of us,... The madness of this planet is largely a result of the human being's difficulty in coming to virtuous balance with...

Why are you bothering? You've got an excuse. You've got bad blood. You must like living; I guess I would if I were you.

But at times I wondered if I had not come a long way only to find that what I really sought was something I had left behind.

I don't like to bust drunk drivers. I don't like to listen to their explanations, watch their pitiful attempts to affect sobriety, or see the sheen of fear break out in their eyes when they realize...

Can you find your way through the maze?

Like many men, by then my father was beginning to suspect that he stopped being a young man, and he often revisited the scenes of his early youth, looking for answers to questions he still didn't...

Faith is found when it is not sought, and there will come a day when it is your heart, not your mind, that longs for the purification of the soul.

The whole article, quite a long and verbose one, was written with the sole purpose of self - display. One could simply read it between the lines: "Pay attention to me, look at how I was in those...

Anne has as many shades as a rainbow and every shade is the prettiest while it lasts.

Behold yon miserable creature. That Point is a Being like ourselves, but confined to the non-dimensional Gulf. He is himself his own World, his own Universe; of any other than himself he can form no...

How can a man be satisfied to entertain an opinion merely, and enjoy it?

I'd never been much of an athlete, due to a physical condition I'd had since birth {unathleticism}. Perhaps if there were a sport centered around lying on your couch in a neurotic stupor all day, I'd...

I looked in the mirror and realized that I was already dead. I let you kill me one piece at a time, starting when I was, what? Eight years old? Nine? You killed yourself and then you came after us.

I am a limitless series of natural disasters and all of these disasters have been unnaturally repressed.

Many things happened in my life, and I thought that they changed me. But in the end, nothing has changed since I was seventeen. If I could keep today's happiness I wouldn't worry about tomorrow.

A quiet conscience makes one strong!

Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.

Our contradictions are never so to ourselves.

I have a room, which is in my brain, and it's very, very, very... untidy! There is stuff fallen everywhere. There are some very important ideas next to some very silly ones. There is a bottle of wine...

Given my heritage and the ordeal of my childhood, I sometimes wonder why I myself am not insane. Maybe I am.

Decker blinked awake and sat up in his bed. He looked around, for a few moments unsure of where he was. Virginia. Quantico. The FBI gig. Right. He got up and padded to the bathroom. After that he...

The least I could do was be kind to his mother and sister. It didn't occur to me then, though it certainly does now, that it was years since I'd roused myself from my stupor of misery and self -...

I AM ALWAYS ALONE. BUT JUST NOW I WANT TO BE ALONE BY MYSELF.

It's a rare person to face who they truly are and not run from it -- not be broken by it. That's what the Ouroboros shows all who look into it: who they are, every despicable and unholy inch. Some...

Maybe I'd always been broken and dark inside.

I sense that he is not an alien persecuted and fleeing, but rather with an open chest, not thinking about anything, not yearning for anything, fully immersed in the peaceful, pure, near present. He is...

Maybe I just worried too much about things. Maybe I consistently hesitated to risk letting the thing we had together deteriorate into a romance. I don't know any more. I used to know, but I lost the...