Before my death I hope to obtain my life.

I have loved you woman as surely as I have named you rust and sand and nylon.

What's wrong with assholes, baby?

The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing.

I'm going to open another vottle. not a vottle, but a bottle. you open it and I'll drink it. and you try to write as much as I did without falling off of your chair.

We are hardly ever as strong as that which we create.

In a more universal sense, we only get one thing. You know...a head stone if we're lucky; if not, green grass.