Almost without exception alcoholics are tortured by loneliness.
More than most people, the alcoholic leads a double life. He is very much the actor
Nowadays my brain no longer races compulsively in either elation, grandiosity, or depression. I have been given a quiet place in bright sunshine.
Pain is the touchstone of all growth
Indecision with the passing of time becomes decision.
I have become a pupil of the AA movement rather than the teacher.