I lived like a man who wanted to die but who had no courage to do it himself.

“[...] so important to believe in a concept of goodness, even if we make it up o…”

“I was feeling fear. Not a wild, mortal fear, but something cold like a hook in …”

“There were many markings in pencil, and those strange symbols again, dashed off…”

“If I am an angel, paint me with black wings.”