I see men assassinated around me every day. I walk through rooms of the dead, streets of the dead, cities of the dead; men without eyes, men without voices; men with manufactured feelings and standard reactions; men with newspaper brains, television souls and high school ideas.

I wanted the whole world or nothing.

If you can hit a guy once, you can hit him twice.

If it doesn't come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it.

she’s mad, but she’s magic.

Great art is horseshit, buy tacos.

I feel strangely normal.