If I have any advice to anybody it's this: take up watercolor painting.

they simply never understand, do they, that sometimes solitude is one of the most beautiful things on earth?

The human race had always disgusted me. essentially, what made them disgusting was the family-relationship illness, which included marriage, exchange of power and aid, which neighborhood, your district, your city, your county, your state, your nation-everybody grabbing each other's assholes in the Honeycomb of survival out of a fear-animalistic stupidity.

Learn, he says, that there will be hours, days and months ahead of feeling absolutely terrible and nothing can change that; neither new girlfriends, health professionals, changes of diet, dope, humility, or God.

like the fox I run with the hunted and if I’m not the happiest man on earth I’m surely the luckiest man alive.

Those who preach god, need god Those who preach peace do not have peace Those who preach love do not have love

I am for the small man who has not forgotten, for the man who loves his beer and his women and his sunlight