I mean, say that you figure that everything is senseless, then it can't be quite senseless because you are aware that it's senseless and your awareness of senselessness almost gives it sense. You know what I mean?

If you can only remain pure in your stupidity, someday you may get a phone call from hell.

It seems I make a lot of mistakes and it seems that I am not allowed any.

My ambition is handicapped by laziness

As a recluse I couldn't bear traffic. It had nothing to do with jealousy, I simply disliked people, crowds, anywhere, except at my readings. People diminished me, they sucked me dry.

there are policemen in the street and angels in the clouds

I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love, and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me.