I Get A Lot Of

I Try, And I Think I Succeed, In Making My Readers Feel Sorry For My Psychopaths, Because I Do.

I Think About Death Every Day - What It Would Be Like, Why It Would Happen To Me. It Would Be Humiliating To Be Afraid.

The Knives Of Jealousy Are Honed On Details.

There Must Be A Routine To Life, A Framework To Hang Life On. Routines Were What Kept You Sane, Gave You Something To Do At This Moment And At That, Definite Places To Go, Positive Things To Do. Abandon It And That Way Madness Lies.

It Is Not So Much True That The World Loves A Lover As That The Lover Loves All The World.