“Wallowing was for elephants, depressing people and depressing elephants”
“Wallowing is sex for depressives.”
“The Elephant of Depression wasn't just parked on my chest, it was relaxing there with the Walrus of Gloom and the Hippo of Bleak Friday Nights in Alone. They had beers. They were settling in.”
“Poor me. There's nothing so sweet as wallowing in it is there? Wallowing is sex for depressives.”
“A novelist is an elephant, but an elephant who must pretend to forget.”
“It was like there was an elephant in the room. An elephant that expected us to have sex.”