“The world, although well-lighted with fluorescents and incandescent bulbs and neon, is still full of odd dark corners and unsettling nooks and crannies.”

“Panic attacks are a lot like being drunk in some ways, you lose self-control. You cry for seemingly no reason. You deal with the hangover long into the next day.”

“It is not failure to fail.”

“Hell didn't make me a monster. It just confirmed all my worst fears about myself.”

“This is a paradise of rising to the occasion that points out by contrast how the rest of the time most of us fall down from the heights of possibility, down into diminished selves and dismal societies. Many now do not even hope for a better society, but they recognize it when they encounter it, and that discovery shines out even through the namelessness of their experience. Others recognize it, grasp it, and make something of it, and long-term social and political transformations, both good and bad, arise from the wreckage. The door to this ear's potential paradises is in hell.”

“No one can hurt you as badly as the people you love.”

“Relationships with narcissists are held in place by hope of a “someday better,” with little evidence to support it will ever arrive.”

“So, 'reaper' is really just a nice word for 'covert pervert?' Is that what you're saying?”