terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quite terror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat across my mind

It was better for me when I could imagine greatness in others, even if it wasn't always there.

That’s when I first learned that it wasn’t enough to just do your job, you had to have an interest in it, even a passion for it.

Belane, are you nuts?" Who knows? Insanity is comparative. Who sets the norm?

To do a dull thing with style-now that's what I call art.

I hope that death contains less than this.

I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.