Sublime

“So should we define him by his psychopathy or by his sanity?” I said. “Well, the people who say that kind of thing,” Bob said, “and I don’t use this in a pejorative way, are very left-wing, left-leaning academics. Who don’t like labels. Who don’t like talking about differences between people.”

He had an alert look and manner; short, graying dark hair; a clear gaze, no hint of guile—an appealing, trusting guy.

CONTROL.

He longed for balance, order, right and pleasure.

let his mind roam on the page.

“Two souls, alas, dwell within my breast,”

“becoming who you are”—a

Second,

Curiosity