“Studying my face, Death narrowed his gaze. “Have you a plan, creature?” “Can’t read my thoughts anymore?” “Perhaps not. But I can tell you are malingering.” “Malingering? I don’t speak S.A.T.” — Kresley Cole Copy Share Image
Neurosis has an absolute genius for malingering. There is no illness which it cannot counterfeit perfectly. If it is capable of deceiving the doctor, how should it fail to deceive the patient — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
