You were destroyed by what you befriended.

You can’t beat death but you can beat death in life, sometimes. and the more often you learn to do it, the more light there will be. your life is your life. know it while you have it.

we know God is dead, they've told us, but listening to you I wasn't sure.

Basically, that's why I wrote: to save my ass, to save my ass from the madhouse, from the streets, from myself.

No matter how little a man has he will find that he will always settle for less.

I write as a function. Without it I would fall ill and die. It's as much a part of one as the liver or intestine, and just about as glamorous.

Beware of those who seek constant crowds; they are nothing alone.