“Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.”
“Now I am an outcast. I loathe the fatherland. The thing for me is a very drunken sleep on the beach.”
“I used to loathe ambivalence; now I adore it. Ambivalence is my new best friend.”
“I want to confess as best I can, but my heart is void. The void is a mirror. I see my face and feel loathing and horror. My indifference to man has shut me out. I live now in a world of ghosts, a prisoner in my dreams.”
“When I told the therapist that the “me” that I am now is the best me I can be, I was truthful. I’ve always given you my best, so when you say it's not enough, it chips away at the “best me.”
“I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.”