Marriage was a form of insanity; love hovering permanently on the edge of aggravation.
I'd been upstaged, demoted from protagonist in my own drama to comic relief in my parents' tragedy
I suppose that a lifetime spent hiding one's erotic truth could have a cumulative renunciatory effect. Sexual shame is in itself a kind of death.
It certainly was an important moment for me, that realization that I was not going to get what I wanted. It was very freeing. I keep using that word "freeing" or "liberating. " I feel like Houdini sometimes, like I'm just getting out of one set of shackles after another, hanging upside down inside a burlap bag with handcuffs on. Hopefully one day, I'm going to get out of this tank of water.
The writing is hard, and the drawing is fun. It's very satisfying to see a drawing start to come together.
It's our very capacity for self-consciousness that makes us self-destructive!
Was Daedalus really stricken with grief when Icarus fell into the sea? Or just disappointed by the design failure
Essay on Adam" There are five possibilities. One: Adam fell. Two: he was pushed. Three: he jumped. Four: he only looked over the edge, and one look silenced him. Five: nothing worth mentioning happened to Adam. The first, that he fell, is too simple. The fourth, fear, we have tried and found useless. The fifth, nothing happened, is dull. The choice is between: he jumped or was pushed. And the difference between these is only an issue of whether the demons work from the inside out or from the outside in: the one theological question.
Loser loser, double loser, whatever, as if, get the picture. DUH!
I learned to distrust writers who talked about how they squeezed the blood onto the typewriter. They just don't want you to know how much fun they have - you'll resent it.
When I'm not working, I definitely I like waking up at noon.