I have learned to keep to myself how exceptional I am.
My mind no longer has romantic abysses, but has become shallow, with many little gaps and cracks.
Imagination awakens ambition, then causes it to lose its way.
Living alone makes it harder to find someone to blame.
If you corner me, you are going to hear some unwelcome truths.
All anger feels like righteous anger; sorrow does not care whether it is righteous or not.