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A paranoiac. . . like a poet, is born, not made.
Source: My Last Sigh, ch. 18...
Fortunately, somewhere between chance and mystery lies imagination, the only thing that protects our freedom, despite...
In the name of Hippocrates, doctors have invented the most exquisite form of torture ever known to man:...
I can only wait for the final amnesia, the one that can erase an entire life.
Frankly, despite my horror of the press, I'd love to rise from the grave every ten years or so and go buy a few...