This was a characteroloical prelude, but it wasn’t chemical or somatic. It was the anatomy of melancholy, not the anatomy of his brain.

“I was born twice: first, as a baby girl, on a remarkably smogless Detroit day i…”

“I do not think the patient truly meant to end her life. Her act was a cry for h…”

“Just someone who knows, from personal experience, how attractive it can be to t…”

“Words, words, word. Once, I had the gift. I could make love out of words as a p…”