Wendy? Darling? Light, Of My

Until We See Each Other Again, Keep Your Head Together, Read Some Good Books, Be Useful, Be Happy.

Beating Heroin Is Child's Play Compared To Beating Your Childhood.

I'm Most Afraid Of Losing My Mind. You Lose Your Identity, Your Sense Of Who You Are, Where You Are.

As Always, The Blessed Relief Of Starting, A Feeling That Was Like Falling Into A Hole Filled With Bright Light. As Always, The Glum Knowledge That He Would Not Write As Well As He Wanted To Write. As Always The Terror Of Not Being Able To Finish, Of Accelerating Into A Brick Wall. As Always, The Marvelous Joyful Nervy Feeling Of Journey Begun.

Sometimes The Embers Are Better Than The Campfire.