A yet women -good women- frightened me because they eventually wanted your soul, and what was left of mine, I wanted to keep. Basically I craved prostitutes, base women, because they were deadly and hard and made no personal demands. Nothing was lost when they left. Yet at the same time I yearned for a gentle, good woman, despite the overwhelming price.

my greatest problem was stamps, envelopes, paper and wine, with the world on the edge of World War II.

I hope that death contains less than this.

Four days alone with nothing. Emerge empowered. The first human face you see will knock you back 50%.

It will rain all this night and we will sleep transfixed by the dark water as our blood runs through our fragile life.

Your parents don't give you much love, do they?' 'I don't need that stuff,' I told her. 'Henry, everybody needs love.' 'I don't need anything.' 'You poor boy.

too often, the only escape is sleep