Closeness to another person is like a fear of falling off a building to me. It's really, like, physically painful, and it's a brand of crazy I don't appreciate having.

There's people who think what they need and what they deserve in their lives is a lot worse than what they actually do, so they get themselves involved in things that are needlessly painful: brutal relationships, abusive relationships.

You want to embrace, but I can't figure out how to hold on to it.

I have a lot of problems understanding connections between people and how to negotiate that. It makes everything hard offstage.

I think I'd been limiting myself in some ways just writing in first person all the time.

Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where noone notices the contrast of white on white.

I'm so busy trying to breathe through the pain that I'm breathing through the pain of being with people, and that is no way to spend a life. Eventually, they'll just go away, because you will make them sad. That's something I've proven quite adept at doing over the years.