people are not good to each other. perhaps if they were our deaths would not be so sad.

I have no time for things that have no soul.

Of course, there would always be arguments. That is the nature of Woman. They like the mutual exchange of dirty laundry, a bit of screaming, a bit of dramatics. Then an exchange of vows.

It didn't pay to trust another human being. Humans didn't have it, whatever it took.

I couldn't get myself to read the want ads. The thought of sitting in front of a man behind a desk and telling him that I wanted a job, that I was qualified for a job, was too much for me. Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn't have you by the throat.

Never trust a man in a jumpsuit

there is enough treachery , hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day