So - here i am in the dark alone, there's nobody here to see; i think to myself, i play to myself, and nobody knows what i say to myself; here i am in the dark alone, what is it going to be? I can think whatever i like to think, i can play whatever i like to play, i can laugh whatever i like to laugh, there's nobody here but me.
You’d better tell me what you know, toad, said tiffany. miss tick isn’t here. i am. another world is colliding with this one, said the toad. there. happy now? that’s what miss tick thinks. but it’s happening faster than she expected. all the monsters are coming back. why? there’s no one to stop them. there was silence for a moment. there’s me, said tiffany.
I've spent my whole life doing some things because they were logical and not doing others because they were not. i've seen what happens when people act on intuition, or for illogical reasons. sometimes the results are ludicrous and embarrassing; more often they are simply horrible. but here i am, just the same, behaving like a crackbrained crystal gazer.
Styles tend to not only separate men - because they have their own doctrines and then the doctrine became the gospel truth that you cannot change. But if you do not have a style, if you just say: well, here i am as a human being, how can i express myself totally and completely? Now, that way you won't create a style, because style is a crystallization . That way, it's a process of continuing growth.
Janey accuses me of chasing jailbait. She bursts into angry tears, asking if it's because she's getting older. It's true. She's aging more noticeably every day while i am standing still. I prefer the stillness here. I am tired of earth. These people. I am tired of being caught in the tangle of their lives.