yes, Wagner and the storm intermix with the wine as nights like this run up my wrists and up into my head and back down into the gut

I broke that town in half like a wooden match.

I kept telling myself that all the women in the world weren´t whores, just mine.

People don't do me much good.

eleven months. now she's gone gone as they go.

With me, my main vision for life was to avoid as many people as possible. The less people I saw the better I felt.

The human heart, as of course we all know is essentially good