“When I try to save other people am I trying to save myself? Am I covering up for my lack of strength by putting people back together?”

“I crave broken men.When I try to save other peopleam I trying to save myself?Am I covering up for my lack of strengthby putting people back together?I am tired.I want someone to save me - build an intricate weband place it beneath me in case I fall.”

“AirbagIn the next world warin a jack knifed juggernaut,I am born again.In the neon sign,scrolling up and down,I am born again.In an interstellar burst,I am back to save the universe.In a deep deep sleep,of the innocent,I am born again.In a fast German car,I’m amazed that I survived,an airbag saved my life.In an interstellar burst,I am back to save the universe.In an interstellar burst,I am back to save the universe.In an interstellar burst,I am back to save the universe.”

“I am I and my circumstance; and, if I do not save it, I do not save myself.”

“I object to being told that I am saving daylight when my reason tells me that I am doing nothing of the kind... At the back of the Daylight Saving scheme, I detect the bony, blue-fingered hand of Puritanism, eager to push people into bed earlier, and get them up earlier, to make them healthy, wealthy, and wise in spite of themselves.”

“I must learn more about these people―try to understand them, put myself in their place. No, instead I am so busy keeping my head above water that I scarcely know who I am, much less who anyone else is.”