“I always pushed myself. Whenever I felt I needed to stop, I made myself run faster.”
“I hated myself for needing him at such times, for craving his strength whenever I felt upset.”
“I learned to walk; since then I have let myself run. I learned to fly; since then I do not need pushing in order to move from a spot.”
“Whenever I find myself in the cellar of affliction, I always look about for the wine.”
“I blinked, pushing myself up into a sitting position. I felt less like a truck had run over me and then backed up to make sure the job was done properly. Now it felt as if the truck had hit me only once.”
“I avoid literature whenever possible, because whenever possible I avoid myself...”