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.

Some people have written that my writing has helped them go on. It has helped me too. The writing, the roses, the 9 cats.

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

If you're going to try, go all the way. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs and maybe your mind.

eleven months. now she's gone gone as they go.

One more drink and you're dead. This is no way to talk to a suicide head.

nothing's news. it's the same old thing in disguise. only one thing comes without a disguise and you only see it once, or maybe never. like getting hit by a freight train. makes us realize that all our moaning about long lost girls in gingham dresses is not so important after all.