With me, my main vision for life was to avoid as many people as possible. The less people I saw the better I felt.

It is possible to be truly mad and to still exist upon scraps of life.

and even the trees we walked under seemed less than trees and more like everything else.

places to hunt places to hide are getting harder to find, and pet canaries and goldfish too, did you notice that?

Drinking is another way of thinking, another way of living. It gives you two lives instead of one.

As we live we all get caught and torn by various traps. Nobody escapes them. Some even live with them. The idea is to realize that a trap is a trap. If you are in one and you don't realize it, then you're finished.

And it seems people should not build houses anymore it seems people should stop working and sit in small rooms on second floors under electric lights without shades; it seems there is a lot to forget and a lot not to do and in drugstores, markets, bars, the people are tired, they do not want to move, and I stand there at night and look through this house and the house does not want to be built