No longer will you be a weird Robinson Crusoe, imprisoned on an island of night surrounded by oceans of death.

Normalcy was a majority concept, the standard of many and not the standard of just one man.

How quickly one accepts the incredible if only one sees it enough.

Chris Nielsen: Thank you for every kindness. Thank you for our children. For the first time I saw them. Thank you for being someone I was always proud to be with. For your guts, for your sweetness. For how you always looked, for how I always wanted to touch you. God, you were my life. I apologize for everytime I ever failed you. Especially this one.

Let the jagged edge of sobriety be now dulled.

God, how impossible life is without money. Nothing can ever overcome it, it's everything when it's anything. How can I write in peace with endless worries of money, money, money? (“Disappearing Act”)

Thank you...for gracing my life with your lovely presence, for adding the sweet measure of your soul to my existence.