What I sometimes mistake for ecstasy is simply the absence of grief.

Once you have perceived that life is very cruel, the only response is to live with as much humanity, humour and freedom as you can.

I am the beast at the end of the rope.

Only love can save me and love has destroyed me.

No one survives life.

Of course I loved you, you saved my life. I wish you hadn’t I wish you hadn’t I wish you’d left me alone.

You’ll be all right. You’re strong. I know you’ll be okay because I like you and you can’t like someone who doesn’t like themself. The people I fear for are the ones who I don’t like because they hate themselves so much they won’t let anyone else like them either. But I do like you. I’ll miss you. And I know you’ll be okay.