At First She Beckoned And Lured One

I Was Thinking Of My Patients, And How The Worst Moment For Them Was When They Discovered They Were Masters Of Their Own Fate. It Was Not A Matter Of Bad Or Good Luck. When They Could No Longer Blame Fate, They Were In Despair.

You Live Out The Confusions Until They Become Clear.

I Am Only Responsible For My Own Heart, You Offered Yours Up For The Smashing My Darling. Only A Fool Would Give Out Such A Vital Organ

Introspection Is A Devouring Monster.

I Am Aware Of Being In A Beautiful Prison, From Which I Can Only Escape By Writing.