Yes. Yes I am. I am a completely demented misogynist.

But... what about us? What about the past?" she asks blankly. "The past isn't real. it's just a dream," I say. "Don't mention the past.

People can get accustomed to anything, right? Habit does things to people.

what's right? If you want something, you have the right to take it. If you want to do something, you have the right to do it.

No one is drawn to writing about being happy or feelings of joy.

The numbing lists of things you were supposed to have as an American to make you happy, which ultimately, of course, don't. Those aren't the things that make you happy.

I wasn't acting on passion. I was simply acting.