Death is a process as straightforward as mowing a lawn. - Antonella Gambotto-Burke

Ah, Caroline Brine - with your aversion to bohemians and homosexuals, students and foreigners, with your lacerated womb and scullery rat's brain, with your phosphorescent dildos and potted African violets, haunted by the ghost of your aborted baby and contaminated by envy, you freckled, you artificially tanned, you stupefyingly bland and vicious mediocrity - even after all these years, I still detest you.

It can be said that deeply traumatized children grow into adults who live in the minefield of their own extreme emotions. Plus ca change.

I think my parents were bewildered by my oddity.