It Was Important For Him To Believe

I Quit My Job Just To Quit. I Didn't Quit My Job To Write Fiction. I Just Didn't Want To Work Anymore.

Facts Are Lonely Things.

Once You've Seen The Signs About The Barn, It Becomes Impossible To See The Barn.

The Figure Of The Gunman In The Window Was Inextricable From The Victim And His History. This Sustained Oswald In His Cell. It Gave Him What He Needed To Live. The More Time He Spent In A Cell, The Stronger He Would Get. Everybody Knew Who He Was Now.

I'd Like To Lose Interest In Myself.