Something about the goat dancing made me want to cry.
She rushed out, because the darkness in the theater was too much when combined with the darkness in her head .
One of the great pleasures of mental health (whatever that is) is how much less time I have to spend thinking about myself.
My friends have hated Asa, first for monopolizing my mind, then for the endless discussions of him they were subjected to, finally, for making me unhappy.
My family had a lot of characteristics - achievements, ambitions, talents, expectations - that all seemed to be recessive in me.
I’ve gone back to the Frick since then to look at her and at the two other Vermeers. Vermeers, after all, are hard to come by, and the one in Boston has been stolen. The other two are self-contained p...
In a strange way we were free. We’d reached the end of the line. We had nothing more to lose.
Il tessuto della cicatrice non ha carattere.Non è come la pelle. Non rivela età,malattia, pallore, o colorito. Non ha pori,né peli, né rughe. È come una fodera.Protegge e maschera quello che c’è sotto...
Il suicidio è una forma di omicidio. Omicidio premeditato. Non lo fai la prima volta che ti passa per la testa. Ti ci devi abituare. E ti servono mezzo, occasione e movente. Un suicidio riuscito esige...
I was trying to explain my situation to myself. My situation was that I was in pain and nobody knew it, even I had trouble knowing it. So I told myself, over and over, You are in pain. It was the only...
Every window in Alcatraz has a view of San Francisco.
Emptiness and boredom: what a complete understatement. What I felt was complete desolation. Desolation, despair and boredom.
Can I try the dryler?No. No. Eyvinder grabbed it and held it to his breast. Jonathan, I must make a confession. He grinned. This is really a stone I painted to resemble a dryler. It's very good, no? I...
But you put it there, you taste it, it’s cold and greasy, your finger is on the trigger, and you find that a whole world lies between this moment and the moment you’ve been planning, when you’ll pull...
But when they were done, I wondered if there would be a next time. I felt good. I wasn’t dead, yet something was dead. Perhaps I’d managed my peculiar objective of partial suicide. I was lighter, airi...
You could also request to be locked into the seclusion room. Not many people made that request. You had to request to get out too. A nurse would look through the chicken wire and decide if you were re...
When digital watches were invented years later they reminded me of five-minute checks. They murdered time in the same way -slowly- chopping off pieces of it and lobbing them into the dustbin with a li...
This was what was wonderful, standing alone in the big, soft night rewriting the past to make myself miss what had never been. Now that it was over, I could turn the past into anything I wanted.
The question was, What could we do?Could we get up every morning and take showers and put on clothes and go to work? Could we think straight? Could we not say crazy things when they occurred to us?Som...
The meat was bruised, bleeding, and imprisoned in a tight wrapping. And, though I had a six-month respite from thinking about it, so was I.