The term itself—my life—is a desperate overstatement.

“I think it's a mistake to lose one's sense of death, even one's fear of death. …”

“We surrounded ourselves with smoke and loud noise. That's the way we chose to l…”

“It was the time of year, the time of day, for a small insistent sadness to pass…”

“Time and death: It's the ultimate vision of an artist at the end of everything.…”