Insanity's so personal. It's hard to know who shares our secrets.
Just because it's on the radio doesn't mean we have to suspend belief in the evidence of our senses.
It is possible to be homesick for a place even when you are there.
Plot a murder, you're saying. But every plot is a murder in effect. To plot is to die, whether we know it or not.
Brilliant people never think of the lives they smash, being brilliant.
Because friends have to be brutally honest with each other. I'd feel terrible if I didn't tell you what I was thinking, especially at a time like this