Not to be alone. To be spared the possibility of knowing oneself, in aloneness.

Your punishment if you're a woman. Not loved enough.

For what is delusion but the prelude to hurt. And what is hurt but the prelude to rage.

The cleaning is something I use as a reward if I get some work done. I go into a very happy state of mind when I'm vacuuming.

There is a terrible weight in all kinds of beauty

I learned you don't discover the evidence of any cause in its result.

I could EAT YOUR HEART & asshole you'd never know it.