Death is nothing, brother, it's life that's hard

I didn't like anybody in that school. I think they knew that. I think that's why they disliked me. I didn't like the way they walked or looked or talked, but I didn't like my mother or father either. I still had the feeling of being surrounded by white empty space. There was always a slight nausea in my stomach.

An artist is a man who says a difficult thing in a simple way

And there I was, 225 pounds, perpetually lost and confused, short legs, ape-like upper body, all chest, no neck, head too large, blurred eyes, hair uncombed, 6 feet of geek, waiting for her.

Insanity is relative. Who sets the norm?

They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them.

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