“…if you’re in a frame of mind gloomy enough to refuse prayer, despite its having worked bona fide miracles for you before, nothing satisfies like a dark poem. Maybe wrestling with gnarly language occupies the loud and simian chatter of a dismayed mind, but for me the relief comes to some extent from a hookup to another creature. The compassion innate in having someone–however remote–verbalize your despair or lend a form to it can salve the jibbering psyche.”
from the afterword to Sinners Welcome by Mary Karr, p.74