Sleep with a dog and rise full of fleas.

A small girl became increasingly paralysed by her parents' frequently violent rows. Sometimes she would spend hours standing completely still in the toilet, simply because that was where she happened to be when the fight began. Finally, in moments of calm, she would take bottles of milk from the fridge or doorstep and leave them in places where she may later become trapped. Her parents were unable to understand why they found bottles of sour milk in every room in the house.

There is an objective reality in which my body and mind are one. But I am not here and never have been.

Comedy is easy. First, people have to fall down. Next, include someone a little hefty. It's a hoot.

Death is my lover and he wants to move in.

Here I am and there is my body dancing on glass.

Your hair is an act of God.