It's Very Simple. If You

Waking, After All, Was An Almost Natal State. You Surfaced Without History, Then Spent The Blinks And Yawns Reassembling Your Past, Shuffling The Shards Into Chronological Order Before Fortifying Yourself For The Present.

I Have A Lot Of Rage About Things That Didn't Happen To Me, Tied Up With Watching An Immigrant, Working-class Father Struggle To Make His Way Through The World - And Seeing How Society Was Modeled To Keep Him In His Place.

She Smiled Darkly And Shook Her Head. 'i'm Not Crazy. I'm Not. Of Course What Else Would A Crazy Person Claim? That's The Kafkaesque Genius Of It All. If You're Not Crazy But People Have Told The World You Are, Then All Your Protests To The Contrary Just Underscore Their Point. Do You See What I'm Saying?

There's Something Ugly About The Flawless.

Grief, He Said, Is Carnivorous.