Not being allowed pen and paper for the rest of my natural life would be the equivalent of killing me.

I've actually told everyone who knows and likes me at all that if I were ever incapacitated in a way that prevented me from writing that they might as well kill me, because I live through ink. And I am serious about that.

I don't feel sorry for this scum at all, but in a way...I hate to think of that kind of life.