It’s so easy to be easy—if you let it.

A spark can set a whole forest on fire. Just a spark. Save it.

I never understood society. i undersand that it works somehow and that it functions as a reality and that its realities are necessary to keep us from worse realities. but all i sense are that are plenty of police and jails and judges and laws and that what is meant to protect me is breaking me down.

Love is a form of prejudice. You love what you need, you love what makes you feel good, you love what is convenient. How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you'll never meet them.

take a writer away from his typewriter and all you have left is the sickness which started him typing in the beginning

The world had somehow gone too far, and spontaneous kindness could never be so easy.

The wisdom to quit is all we have left.