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.

What's wrong with assholes, baby?

I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again.

the writing of some men is like a vast bridge that carries you over the many things that claw and tear. The Wine of Forever

What a woman wants is a reaction. What a man wants is a woman.

There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out.

Writing is like going to bed with a beautiful woman and afterwards she gets up, goes to her purse and gives me a handful of money.