I didn't like anybody in that school. I think they knew that. I think that's why they disliked me. I didn't like the way they walked or looked or talked, but I didn't like my mother or father either. I still had the feeling of being surrounded by white empty space. There was always a slight nausea in my stomach.

t was almost disappointing because it seemed when stress and madness were eliminated from my daily life there wasn't much left you could depend on.

Lighting new cigarettes, pouring more drinks. It has been a beautiful fight. Still is.

They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them.

she knew what she wanted and it wasn't / me. / I know more women like that than any / other kind.

That's your response to everything: drink?" "No, that's my response to nothing.

sometimes there's nothing to say about death.