Ruthe Schisler

“Tell me that you don’t take that blade and drag it across your skin and pray for the courage to press down.”
― Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

“My left hand is a Rorschach blotch all its own, a six-fingered, skin-blood-and-bone ink splatter. People see it and fly their worst fears and secret fetishes at full mast when they think they’re being discreet. They see it as strange, fascinating, ugly, beautiful, disgusting or erotic depending on what’s behind their eyes.”
― Craig Clevenger, The Contortionist's Handbook

“Jack laughed behind him, a mirthless sound from a man who had been on the wrong end of life's ironies too many times.”
― R.D. Ronald, The Elephant Tree

“What is identity? he asked himself. Where does the act end? Nobody knows.”
― Philip K. Dick, A Scanner Darkly