some moments are nice, some are nicer, some are even worth writing about.

I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.

A woman is a full time job. You have to choose your profession.

Something that never happens anywhere at any time.

Drink from the well of yourself and begin again.

I am a dolt of a man, easily made happy or even stupidly happy almost without cause and left alone I am mostly content.

I don't like jail, they got the wrong kind of bars in there.