Each man's hell is in a different place: mine is just up and behind my ruined face.

I can't blame her. but wonder why she's here with me? where are the other guys? how can you be lucky? having someone the others have abandoned?

Belane, are you nuts?" Who knows? Insanity is comparative. Who sets the norm?

Are people crazy? People waited all their lives. They waited to live, they waited to die. They waited in line to buy toilet paper. They waited in line for money. And if they didn't have any money they waited in longer lines. You waited to go to sleep and then you waited to awaken. You waited to get married and you waited to get divorced. You waited for it to rain, you waited for it to stop. You waited to eat and then you waited to eat again. You waited in a shrink's office with a bunch of psychos and you wondered if you were one.

magic persists without us no matter what we may do to try to spoil it

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

The worst thing for a writer is to know another writer, and worse than that, to know a number of other writers. Like flies on the same turd.