I was the goldfish that leapt out of the bowl.
Freedom is a public library.
You'll see some bad things, but if you didn't see them, they'd still be happening.
I've always known a lot of very bad people, destructive, brutes of a certain kind. Then I've seen these lovely impulses and what not, and they've stayed with me and comforted me.
Families hold each other in an iron grip of definition. One must break the grip, somehow.
My life was incoherent to me. I felt it quivering, spitting out broken teeth.