“Here is another marvy glimpse into the gothic basement that I call my mind.”
“Talk Back? That's really what it's called? You're supposed to walk into some church basement and say, 'I'm here to learn how to Talk Back'?”
“I know forever they will be in my house, the rooms of my mind, I know this and I have accepted this but while I know they will be there I want them dead there. I cannot have them breathing there! I want them in the floirboards of the basement of my soul.”
“I keep my fears chained up in the basement, along with a few of my foes.”
“This is my mind. Only I have the right to be here.”
“Yes, my dear child, monsters are real. I happen to have one hanging in my basement.”