"He was given to fits of rage, Jewish, liberal paranoia, male chauvinism, self-righteous misanthropy, and nihilistic moods of despair. He had complaints about life, but never solutions. He longed to be an artist, but balked at the necessary sacrifices. In his most private moments, he spoke of his fear of death which he elevated to tragic heights when, in fact, it was mere narcissism."
-written about Woody Allen's character, Issac, by his ex-wife in her book, in Manhattan. Christopher noted that this describes us (and Deep Madder) so well. It is one of my favourite quotations ever. I wish people said this about us.