- Woman In Apartment: Mallarme said, 'Poetry is the language of a state of crisis.' Are you in a crisis?
- Woman In Apartment: I was obsessed with a plan.
- Wes: What kind of a plan?
- Woman In Apartment: Ambition... I don't remember the details. Some kind of slow panic about proving myself. Walking down the street was always difficult for me, it's a sensory overload. But somehow, I thought I could transcend it all through sheer force of will. It worked for a little while.