Lynch himself insists that he had a happy and protected childhood: “My childhood was elegant homes, tree-lined streets, the milkman [..] blue skies, green grass, cherry trees.” [..] Then he added, “Some artists believe that anger, depression, or these negative things give them an edge. They think they need to hold on to that anger and fear so they can put it in their work. And they don’t like the idea of getting happy — it makes them want to puke.”

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