I had no Freedom. I had nothing.

I needed a vacation. I needed 5 women. I needed to get the wax out of my ears. My car needed an oil change. I'd failed to file my damned income tax. One of the stems had broken off of my reading glasses. There were ants in my apartment. I needed to get my teeth cleaned. My shoes were run down at the heels. I had insomnia. My auto insurance had expired. I cut myself every time i shaved. I hadn't laughed in 6 years. I tended to worry when there was nothing to worry about. And when there was something to worry about, i got drunk.

Turgenev was a very serious fellow but he could make me laugh because a truth first encountered can be very funny. When someone else's truth is the same as your truth, and he seems to be saying it just for you, that's great.

I had noticed that both in the very poor and very rich extremes of society the mad were often allowed to mingle freely.

I made practice runs down to skid row to get ready for my future.

I never pump up my vulgarity. I wait for it to arrive in its own terms.

I'll get back to the whores and the horses and the booze, while there's time.