It was too much. The comfortable people made comfortable jokes about weather and things but I sat mostly silent saying a word or so when necessary a word or so trying to hide from them the fact that I was a fool and feeling terrible And I was numb, numb again, numb again again and again, numbness and pain swelling in me.

Those who preach god, need god Those who preach peace do not have peace Those who preach love do not have love

and I laugh, I can still laugh, who can't laugh when the whole thing is so ridiculous that only the insane, the clowns, the half-wits, the cheaters, the whores, the horseplayers, the bankrobbers, the poets ... are interesting?

I guess the only time most people think about injustice is when it happens to them.

The years have gone by quickly. Death sits in the seat next to me. We make a lovely couple.

You have to die a few times before you can really live.

I have loved you woman as surely as I have named you rust and sand and nylon.