Since he saved me from the attack, I have associated his smell with safety, so as long as I focus on it, I feel safe now.

Living without virtues is to live divorced from society, seperated from the most important thing in life, community.

Leave her out of this" "Why? Because you're doing her? Oh wait, I forgot. Stiffs don't do that sort of thing

Take away someone’s fear, or low intelligence, or dishonesty . . . and you take away their compassion. Take away someone’s aggression and you take away their motivation, or their ability to assert themselves. Take away their selfishness and you take away their sense of self-preservation.

It's strange how a word, a phrase, a sentence, can feel like a blow to the head.

I feel like what I have become is halfway between my mother and my father, violent and impulsive and desperate and afraid. I feel like I have lost control of what I have become.

I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.