The Study Of Sickness Is The Most

After All, There Is Nothing But Failure.

One Day You're Cut Off, At The Very Start You're Cut Off And Can't Go Back, The Language You Learn And The Whole Business Of Walking And All The Rest Is For The Sake Of The Single Thought, How To Get Back Again.

All My Life I Have Had The Utmost Admiration For Suicides. I Have Always Considered Them Superior To Me In Every Way.

Only When I Am By Seawater Can I Truly Breathe, To Say Nothing Of My Ability To Think.

You've Always Lived A Life Of Pretense, Not A Real Life-- A Simulated Existence, Not A Genuine Existence. Everything About You, Everything You Are, Has Always Been Pretense, Never Genuine, Never Real.