As A Writer One Has To Take

And We Are Magic Talking To Itself, Noisy And Alone. I Am Queen Of All My Sins Forgotten. Am I Still Lost? Once I Was Beautiful. Now I Am Myself

Psychiatry Is A Dirty Mirror.

Our Eyes Are Full Of Terrible Confessions.

And Thus Snow White Became The Prince's Bride. The Wicked Queen Was Invited To The Wedding Feast And When She Arrived There Were Red-hot Iron Shoes, In The Manner Of Red-hot Roller Skates, Clamped Upon Her Feet.

The Trouble With Therapy Is That It Makes Life Go Backwards.