The Woman Had Looked Into The Abyss

... Don't Let Your Elders And Supposed Betters Tell You Any Different. Sure, You've Never Been To Paris. No, You Never Ran With The Bulls At Pamploma. Yes, You're A Pissant Who Had No Hair In Your Armpits Until Three Years Ago - But So What? If You Don't Start Out Too Big For Your Britches, How Are You Gonna Fill 'em When You Grow Up? Let It Rip Regardless Of What Anybody Tells You, That's My Idea; Sit Down An Smoke That Baby.

And In The Gunslinger's Mind, Those Words Echoed: You Dare Not.

It's Like Many Other Things In Life, Ellie. You Keep On The Path And All's Well. You Get Off It And The Next Thing You Know You're Lost If You're Not Lucky.

Beating Heroin Is Child's Play Compared To Beating Your Childhood.

I Don't Mean That Creative People Are Somehow Finer, Or More Sensitive, And Thus Have Finer, More Sensitive Nervous Breakdowns - You Can Save That Horseshit For The Sylvia Plath Worshipers. It's Just That Creative People Have Creative Breakdowns.