I lie as truthfully as I can.

That's how it is with books, isn't it: They're not in a hurry. They'll wait for you till you're ready. People empty me. I have to go away to refill.

Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die.

and then there are some who believe that old relationships can be revived and made new again. but please if you feel that way don't phone don't write don't arrive

I never understood society. i undersand that it works somehow and that it functions as a reality and that its realities are necessary to keep us from worse realities. but all i sense are that are plenty of police and jails and judges and laws and that what is meant to protect me is breaking me down.

I took no pride in my solitude; but I was dependent on it. The darkness of the room was like sunlight to me.

Those faces you see every day on the streets were not created entirely without hope: be kind to them: like you they have not escaped.