How unhappy does one have to be before living seems worse than dying?

I'm sure we all have dreams of leaving at some time in our lives, but when we reach the bottom, most of us go running home.

No one realized that, being left out in the cold, I was also very much in the dark.

Ian was living in fairyland and in our own way we all helped him to stay there.

We don't want to give people straight answers. We'd rather they question things for themselves.

Autumn arrived and life was in danger of becoming boring again.