the biggest risk is to take no risk. or to take crazy risks.

I knew I was breaking about a dozen laws but I guess I had different attitudes to stuff like that since the war. Laws were for the stupid the immature the irresponsible. The inflexible and the narrow-minded. The prejudiced. The obsessive. The lazy and careless and selfish and spoilt. The violent.

When you're scared you can either give in to the panic and let your mind fall apart, or you can take charge of your mind and think brave.

I can't describe the feeling when I go down - it's down down down and there's never going to be an up again. And whatever was good isn't good any more; white becomes grey, music becomes dictionaries, honey becomes beer and the sky a curdled lemon. There's no caramel anymore.

We believed we were safe. That was the big fantasy.

Sometimes I got worried that my memory was falling apart.

Too much thinking, not enough feeling.