“Depression is not sobbing and crying and giving vent, it is plain and simple reduction of feeling.”

“Feeling is not selective, I keep telling you that. You can’t feel pain, you aren’t gonna feel anything else, either.”

“I keep telling you that feeling is not selective. You can't feel pain, you aren't gonna feel anything else either.”

“Riding the train gives him too much time to think, he has decided. Too much thinking can ruin you.”

“To have a reason to get up in the morning, it is necessary to have some kind of guiding principle. A belief of some kind”

“Eyes closed a knee in his back hand at his neck forcing his face into the floor of the elevator rough under his cheek smell of vomit and matted fur "God don't hurt me" struggles against indignity his pajamas pulled down around his knees a needle sunk deep into his thigh twists moans and all of it loose like water flowing salt tickles inner edges of his eyes into his mouth twists onto his back arms over his head raw wails of anguish break off in pieces hurt his ears "Baby it's okay" Leo is over him lifts coaxing "Let's get up off the floor huh?" arm around his waist sags heavy his wrist aches where Leo holds him dragged along the watery dark he rolls off Leo's shoulder to the bed eyes closed hands folded in prayer between his legs can't look "God don't hurt me. Please.”

“Depending on the reality one must face, one may prefer to opt for illusion.”