I think that everything should be made available to everybody, and I mean LSD, cocaine, codeine, grass, opium, the works. Nothing on earth available to any man should be confiscated and made unlawful by other men in more seemingly powerful and advantageous positions.

I didn't feel that way about it. I had been playing with death for some time. I can't say we were the best of friends but we were well acquainted.

Alcohol is probably one of the greatest things to arrive upon the earth - alongside of me.

I stopped looking for a Dream Girl, I just wanted one that wasn't a nightmare.

It was hard for me to believe. When recess was over I sat in class and thought about it. My mother had a hole and my father had a dong that shot juice. How could they have things like that and walk around as if everything was normal, and talk about things, and then do it and not tell anybody?

You just rebel against everything. How are you going to survive? I don't know. I'm already tired.

My body gnaws at me from one side and my spirit gnaws at me from the other.