--EVERY PIECE OF FURNITURE IN THIS ROOM IS NODDING ITS HEAD “NO”

…I’m not talking.  You’re not talking either.

…What’s the point in needing to know the motive?  That won’t solve the slaughter or change what happened.  What’s so important about figuring out whose fault it is, or is that just for your benefit?   

…I guess I don’t understand how fate works.  Seems like a hoax, like that lucky penny you pick up not knowing it was tails, not heads.

…Nothing you can ever say will ever unmake you.

…You can be swallowed alive and no one will ever hear you, but you can’t drink glass without becoming something else.

…It’s funny how a few words can do that, serrate then leave you un-sutured.

…Aren’t we all just looking for something, even if it’s impossible to find, even if we find it and it’s impossible then?

…God bless the darkness, where there’s a place for most of us.

…It isn’t always true what they say about tomorrow and the sun, but it’s still best to believe it.

…What does it mean, to be a descendant of something monstrous and to still love the monster?

…All precious stones are made this way, through applied heat and pressure.

…Once a day, swallow a small sun and see if it can’t warm you enough to get you through the afternoon, the night.  It’s what I’m trying.

…It’s not like that, not like you think. 

…Some questions are best answered with silence.

…I’m as happy as the next person, even if my words would suggest otherwise.

…Questions I’ve been asked recently:  From your viewpoint, what is the problem exactly?  Overall, how would you describe your mood?  Do you think this is something you’ll ever stop regretting?

…Anything can be a drug, if you love it enough.

…That’s the basic idea, to work through the pain, even if it seems impossible and you’d rather not.

…Someone told me this--After a while, you learn to take your shelter where you can get it—but I still don’t believe them.

…Moderation is the bright spot on the other side of the lake, just out of reach, that I’m always swimming toward.

…When we’re done, all that’ll be left behind are facts, some real but most misleading.

…“I’m no prophet.  My job is making windows where there were once walls.” Michel Foucault

…“When you go crazy, you don’t have the slightest inclination to read anything Foucault ever wrote about culture and madness.” Mary Ruefle

…This is just to say that I’ve eaten all the pills I’ve been prescribed and I still feel nothing different.

…I once believed survival had something to do with language.

…How bad does the news have to be before it’s allowable to shoot the messenger?

…I’ve done that before, had a hare trigger, shot without aiming.  It always felt good at the time, but pretty shitty afterward.

…It’s all right if a person stares a little, but when they do that without using any words it gets very unnerving.

…Carry me in your pocket like a lucky penny or rabbit’s foot.  I don’t care which, just keep carrying me in our pocket.

…There’s a theory that says you don’t exist unless someone calls you and you respond.

…I don’t why I’m crying either.