I Am Afraid. I Am Not Solid,

If The Body Is A Temple, Then Tattoos Are Its Stained Glass Windows.

When You Are Insane, You Are Busy Being Insane-all The Time ... When I Was Crazy, That Was All I Was.

I Love The People,' I Said. 'i Have Room In Me For Love, And For Ever So Many Little Lives.

What I Fear Most, I Think, Is The Death Of The Imagination.

I Had Imagined A Kind, Ugly, Intuitive Man Looking Up And Say, 'ah!' In An Encouraging Way, As If He Could See Something I Couldn't, And Then I Would Find Words To Tell Him How I Was So Scared, As If I Were Being Stuffed Farther And Farther Into A Black, Airless Sack With No Way Out.