“...but somehow the madness around me and the turmoil I carried within myself acted as counterweights, and I survived in the centre.”
“Curving back within myself I create the world around me...”
“I carry the bars within me.”
“i'm going mad, i told myself. let me not be mad.”
“I'm not mad, Mason. I am crushed. Acting mad makes it easier to deal with than letting it rip me apart.”
“I feel the same way about solitude as some people feel about the blessing of the church. It's the light of grace for me. I never close my door behind me without the awareness that I am carrying out an act of mercy toward myself.”