It Seems People Spend The

It Seems People Spend The Majority Of Their Lives Believing They're Dying, With The Only Consolation Being That At One Point They Get To Be Right.

Detachment Is What Interests Me, Seeing How People Couldn't Have Been Any Other Way, How They Were The Product Of Forces That They Had No Control Over.

Irony Is The Hardest Addiction Of All. Forget Heroin. Just Try Giving Up Irony, The Deep-down Need To Mean Two Things At Once, To Be In Two Places At Once, Not To Be There For The Catastrophe Of A Fixed Meaning.

Looking After Children Can Be A Subtle Way Of Giving Up... They Become The Whole Ones, The Well Ones, The Postponement Of Happiness, The Ones Who Won't Drink Too Much, Give Up, Get Divorced, Become Mentally Ill. The Part Of Oneself That's Fighting Against Decay And Depression Is Transferred To Guarding Them From Decay And Depression. In The Meantime One Decays And Gets Depressed.

I See The Author As The Person Who Has Written; The Writer, The One Involved In The Process Of Writing. And They're Not Necessarily Friends. The Writer Is The One I Want To Reinforce; The Author Would Just Feed On The Reviews - So I'm In Favour Of Starving Him.