In my next life I want to be a cat. To sleep 20 hours a day and wait to be fed. To sit around licking my ass.
Animals never worry about Heaven or Hell. Neither do I. Maybe that's why we get along.
You've got to rise from the floor alone or fall back alone.
I wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. I wish to believe but belief is a graveyard.
Fiction is an improvement on life
When you play the field selfishly everything works against you: one can’t insist on love or demand affection. you’re finally left with whatever you have been willing to give which often is: nothing.