It takes courage just to live. There's no emergency exit. Once you're caught in life's web, there's no getting out alive.
I don’t know how to comfort you. I can butter you a piece of bread—want some? I can put on a show for you, if you’d like. Gather your shattered pieces. You’ll make it through.
Or maybe I can play a meditation? Want that? You're not going to talk to me?
I was once a woman too. I know how much it hurts.
You’ll forget. And when you do, you’ll be happy. You want happiness, right?
2002
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