My life was a gift that I wanted to return.
Tupac, Madonna, Sting in 94
Some people are attracted to sickness, to the kind of madness where sparks fly off the head, to the incoherence of despair, masked by nervous energy, which winds up looking like bewildered joy.
Luke Davies, Candy
Depression is a good lover. So attentive. Has this innate way of making everything about you.
Kait Rokowski, “A Good Day”
Writers aren’t people exactly. Or, if they’re any good, they’re a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Love of the Last Tycoon