“Poor me. There's nothing so sweet as wallowing in it is there? Wallowing is sex for depressives.”

“Wallowing is sex for depressives.”

“I was sixteen and my mother was about to throw me out of the house forever, for breaking a very big rule, even bigger than the forbidden books. The rule was not just No Sex, but definitely No Sex With Your Own Sex.”

“There's so little wonder left in the world because we've seen everything one way or another'.”

“He: What’s the matter with you?Me: Nothing.Nothing was slowly clotting my arteries. Nothing slowly numbing my soul. Caught by nothing, saying nothing, nothingness becomes me. When I am nothing they will say surprised in the way that they are forever surprised, "but there was nothing the matter with her.”

“Somewhere between fear and sex passion is.”

“There's no such thing as autobiography, there's only art and lies”