I have been treated better than I should have been---not by life in general nor by the machinery of things but by women.

if you get married they think you're finished and if you are without a woman they think you're incomplete.

Knowledge without follow-through is worse than no knowledge.

There's no light at the end of the tunnel, there isn't even a tunnel. The best thing I can do is get drunk and listen to classical music. Or sleep and wait for death to get closer. Leaving this will not be a horrible thing. Yet I'm glad, somehow, that I threw my words in the air: confetti, celebrating nothing.

Parties sickened me. I hated the game-playing, the dirty play, the flirting, the amateurs drunks, the bores.

Drinking is an emotional thing. It joggles you out of the standardism of everyday life, out of everything being the same. It yanks you out of your body and your mind and throws you against the wall. I have the feeling that drinking is a form of suicide where you're allowed to return to life and begin all over the next day. It's like killing yourself, and then you're reborn. I guess I've lived about ten or fifteen thousand lives now.

We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus!