I feel like when I was an adolescent, and felt so unworthy of love and so empty, I moved outside of myself.
“At one time I thought the Editor of the Lancet would kindly publish a letter from me on the subject, but further reflection led me to doubt whether so insignificant an individual would be noticed without some special introduction.”
“Given that external reality is a fiction, the writer's role is almost superfluous. He does not need to invent the fiction because it is already there.”