There Are No Uncontaminated Angels

A Writer Has To Be Driven Crazy To Help Him To See. A Writer Needs His Poisons.

Turned The Wrong Way Around, The Relentless Unforeseen Was What We Schoolchildren Studied In "history", Harmless History, Where Everything Unexpected In Its Own Time Is Chronicled On The Page As Inevitable. The Terror Of The Unforeseen Is What The Science Of History Hides, Turning A Disaster Into An Epic.

I Am The Raskolnikov Of Jerking Off – The Sticky Evidence Is Everywhere!

You Can No More Make Someone Tell The Truth Than You Can Force Someone To Love You.

Everybody Who Flashed The Signs Of Loyalty He Took To Be Loyal. Everybody Who Flashed The Signs Of Intelligence He Took To Be Intelligent. And So He Had Failed To See Into His Daughter, Failed To See Into His Wife, Failed To See Into His One And Only Mistress—probably Had Never Even Begun To See Into Himself