Source: The Hunger Angel (2012), p. 26
“I can't eat and I can't sleep. I'm not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?”
Variant: I'm not doing well in terms of being a functional human.
Source: It's Kind of a Funny Story
Before the Flowers of Friendship Faded Friendship Faded (1931)
http://www.nytimes.com/1996/04/12/us/girl-7-seeking-us-flight-record-dies-in-crash.html
Source: Reminiscences of a Stock Operator (1923), Chapter X, p. 112
“When I can't sleep I count the buckles on my straightjacket.”
Source: Bad Girls Don't
“It's life's illusions that I recall, I really don't know life at all”
"A Way to Love God", New and Selected Poems 1923–1985 (1985)
Context: I cannot recall what I started to tell you, but at least
I can say how night-long I have lain under the stars and
Heard mountains moan in their sleep. By daylight,
They remember nothing, and go about their lawful occasions
Of not going anywhere except in slow disintegration. At night
They remember, however, that there is something they cannot remember.
So moan. Their's is the perfected pain of conscience that
Of forgetting the crime, and I hope you have not suffered it. I have.
