Love is all right for those who can handle the psychic overload. It's like trying to carry a full garbage can on your back over a rushing river of piss.

I don't remember going to bed, but in the morning, there I was.

I can almost understand why people leap from bridges.

terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quite terror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat across my mind

don't be ashamed of anything; I guess God meant it all like locks on doors.

The masses are always wrong...Wisdom is doing everything the crowd does not do. All you do is reverse the totality of their learning and you have the heaven they're looking for.

Bad taste creates many more millionaires than good taste.