The Gift Of An Image Is That

I Sometimes Get Short-tempered In A Public Situation Because I Think, Oh God, I Can't Go Back Over That Again. I Can't Put That Into A Two-word Answer. I Can't. Wherever I Go, People Say, "can I Ask You A Quick Question?" It's Always, "a Quick Question." Well, My Answers Are Slow.

It's Very Hard To Know What Wisdom Is

We Cannot Be Studied Or Cured Apart From The Planet.

There Is More In A Human Life Than Our Theories Of It Allow. Sooner Or Later Something Seems To Call Us Onto A Particular Path. You May Remember This "something" As A Signal Moment In Childhood When An Urge Out Of Nowhere, A Fascination, A Peculiar Turn Of Events Struck Like An Annunciation: This Is What I Must Do, This Is What I've Got To Have. This Is Who I Am.

In The History Of The Treatment Of Depression, There Was The Dunking Stool, Purging Of The Bowels Of Black Bile, Hoses, Attempts To Shock The Patient. All Of These Represent Hatred Or Aggression Towards What Depression Represents In The Patient.