“It was hard to tell if he was lying, or really believed his own bullshit. Were good for each other. You give me what I need. I give you what you need. No one needs to know what that is because its ...”

“I sensed more than recognized the sound of those skeletal knuckles on the door. I was too young for it to be Death, so it had to be his mother.”

“Amazing how a confluence of praise and lust can just make your defensive barriers collapse like Jell-O on a hot stove”

“How did he close off that part of his brain that tells someone they've harmed another soul?...Most frighteningly of all, are some of us born with no conscience at all?”

“I was now privy to how a calm, average , peace-loving individual can suddenly get infected with a special kind of crazy. Higher reasoning is replaced with killer animal instincts.”

“Some say crying purges. I say it drains. Theres a difference. One takes the bad things from you to help close a space. The other opens you and leaves you empty”

“Don't cry over someone who wouldn't cry over you.”

“Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall to the floor crying. And then, however much later, it is finally happening to you: youre falling to the floor crying ...”

“Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep, and when it's over, you feel like you don't have any bones left to hold you up.”

“But what was there to say?Only that there were tears. Only that Quietness and Emptiness fitted together like stacked spoons. Only that there was a snuffling in the hollows at the base of a lovely t...”

“Trees quiver in the wind,sailing on a sea of mistout of earshot.”

“Just for future reference, don't use words like "love" anymore. It's a very sensitive word and it wears out quickly. Romeo barely says it, but John Hinckley filled up a whole journal with it. To pu...”

“It's strange how a word, a phrase, a sentence, can feel like a blow to the head.”

“It's strange how a word, a phrase, a sentence, can feel like a blow to the head.”