I Did A Lot Of

I Find That Even Small Changes Sometimes Jog You Out Of A Mental Rut.

It's Not The Cheating. It's The Hunger For An Alternative. The Refusal To Accept Unhappiness.

There's Not Some Finite Amount Of Pain Inside Us. Our Bodies And Minds Just Keep Manufacturing More Of It.

When Things Don't Go Well, It Helps To Think Of Yourself As A Genius And The Rest Of The World As A Bunch Of Idiots.

I'm Not Sure That It's Possible To Write A Novel About People Who Don't Transgress Or Stumble, People Who Don't Surprise Themselves With The Things They Do, People Who Can Explain All Their Actions With Perfect Logical Consistency. At Least It's Not Possible For Me To Write That Sort Of Novel.