Lawyers, doctors, plumbers, they all made the money. Writers? Writers starved. Writers suicided. Writers went mad.

My flesh looked like it wasn't trying. It looked like it hated being part of me.

I would give anything for a female's hand on me tonight. they soften a man and then leave him listening to the rain.

Humanity, you never had it to begin with.

We’ve died so many times now that we can only wonder why we still care.

I've never been lonely. I've been in a room... I've felt suicidal, I've been depressed. I've felt awful ... awful beyond all , but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me...or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I've never been bothered with because I've always had this terrible itch for solitude.

Invent yourself and then reinvent yourself.