I Would Rather Be Dead Than Not

In A Rough Way The Short Story Writer Is To The Novelist As A Cabinetmaker Is To A House Carpenter.

And It May Be That Love Sometimes Occurs Without Pain Or Misery.

We're All Strange Inside. We Learn How To Disguise Our Differences As We Grow Up.

I Wish I Knew How To Quit You.

It's Easier To Die If Others Around You Are Dying.