The writer has no responsibility other than to jack off in bed alone and write a good page.

there must be a way. surely there must be a way that we have not yet thought of. who put this brain inside of me? it cries it demands it says that there is a chance. it will not say "no.

you boys can keep your virgins give me hot old women in high heels with asses that forgot to get old.

If you can't write the next line, well, you're dead. The past doesn't matter.

If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.

I lie as truthfully as I can.

Never get out of bed before noon.