Not only was I exiled, paralyzed, mute, half deaf, deprived of all pleasures, and reduced to the existence of a jellyfish, but I was also horrible to behold. There comes a time when...
“I have just returned from a party of which I was the life and soul; wit poured from my lips, everyone laughed and admired me—but I went away—and the dash should be as long as the earth’s orbit – – – – – –...
And so I repress myself, and swallow the call-note of depth-dark sobbing. (leishman) And so I restrain myself and swallow the luring call of dark sobbing. (macintyre) So I withhold myself and keep back the lure of my dark sobbing. (garmey/wilson) And so...
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“Once I was beset by anxiety. I couldn’t tell right from left or orient myself. I could have cried out with terror at being lost. But I pushed the fear away—by studying the sky, determining where the moon would come out, where the sun would appear...
