Does the human heart know chasms so abysmal?

“A world grows up around me. Am I shaping it, or do its predetermined contours g…”

“Uglier than death backin' outta the outhouse readin' mad magazine and crazy as …”

“Nothing is insoluble. Nothing is hopeless. Not while there's life.”

“I am but a stranger ... as we all are. Lonely inside our separate skins, we can…”