“aren’t there any happy people?”

“there are many people who pretend that they are happy.”

“why?”

“because they are ashamed and frightened and don’t have the guts to admit it.”

“are you frightened?”

“I only have the guts to admit it to you – I’m so god damned scared, mama, that I think I’m going to die any minute.”

“baby, do you want your bottle?”

(Charles BUKOWSKI, Tales of ordinary madness)

(encore.)