“I always thought insanity would be a dark, bitter feeling, but it is drenching and delicious if you really roll around in it.”

“Right." He smiled bitterly. "Well, look around. Just look. Have you ever considered the possibility that God might be insane?”

“I'm stuck struggling in the cold water, and all I can do is grieve, grieve, in the hoar necessitous horror of the morning, bitterly I hate myself, bitterly it's too late yet while I feel better I still feel ephemeral and unreal and unable to straighten my thoughts or even really grieve, in fact I feel too stupid to be really bitter, in short I don't know what I'm doing and I'm being told what to do...”

“But drenched in vanilla twilightI'll sit on the front porch all nightWaist deep in thought because whenI think of you I don't feel so alone”

“Anger, resentment, and bitterness stunt our spiritual growth. Would you bathe in impure water? Then why do we bathe our spirits with negative and bitter thoughts and feelings? You can cleanse your heart. You don’t have to harbor thoughts and feelings that drag you down and destroy your spirit.”

“Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve always enjoyed feeling afraid. I think it is the most delicious feeling there is”