We Make Up Horrors To Help Us

I Did Spend Years As An Addict, So I Know That World, Although I Wish I Didn't.

By Its Very Nature, Film Is Supposed To Be An Accessible Medium To Everybody.

There's A Mr. Hyde For Every Happy Jekyll Face, A Dark Face On The Other Side Of The Mirror.

So Do We Pass The Ghosts That Haunt Us Later In Our Lives; They Sit Undramatically By The Roadside Like Poor Beggars, And We See Them Only From The Corners Of Our Eyes, If We See Them At All. The Idea That They Have Been Waiting There For Us Rarely Crosses Our Minds. Yet They Do Wait, And When We Have Passed, They Gather Up Their Bundles Of Memory And Fall In Behind, Treading In Our Footsteps And Catching Up, Little By Little.

This Was The Darker Life, Where Every Truth Was Written Backward.