Sometimes a man doesn’t know what to do about things and sometimes it’s best to lie very still and try not to think at all about anything.

The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.

You can forgive a fool because he only runs in one direction and doesn't deceive anybody. It's the deceivers who make you feel bad.

I was their bar freak, they needed me to make themselves feel better. just like, at times, I needed that graveyard.

...maybe a damned good night's sleep will bring me back to a gentle sanity. But at the moment, I look about this room and, like myself, it's all in disarray: things fallen out of place, cluttered, jumbled, lost, knocked over and I can't put it straight, don't want to. Perhaps living through these petty days will get us ready for the dangerous ones.

writers are desperate people and when they stop being desperate they stop being writers.

To experience real agony is something hard to write about, impossible to understand while it grips you; you're frightened out of your wits, can’t sit still, move, or even go decently insane.