I Can't Even Trust My

It Was Love, Of Course, Though I Didn't Know It Then And Finn Was Both Its Subject And Object. He Accepted Love Instinctively, Without Responsibility Or Conditions, Like A Wild Thing Glimpsed Through Trees.

I Can't Even Trust My Own Imaginary Dog. How Much Lower Can A Person Get?

I Noticed That Once You Realize Someone's Watching You It's Pretty Hard Not To Find Yourself Watching Them Back.

If You Have The Patience To Wait And Watch, History Will Reshape Truth (weakest Of All Forces, And Weightless) In The Image Of Opinion. What Really Happened Will Cease To Matter And, Eventually, Cease To Exist.

Osbert Was The Only One Who Didn't Seem Suspicious. He Was So Interested In The Decline Of Western Civilization That He Missed The Version Of It Taking Place Under His Nose.