I am ashamed to be a member of the human race but I don't want to add any more to that shame, I want to scrape a little of it off.

How are his poems?" "He's not as good as he thinks he is, but then most of us feel that way.

I drive around the streets an inch away from weeping, ashamed of my sentimentality and possible love.

Don't wait for the good woman. She doesn't exist. There are women who can make you feel more with their bodies and their souls but these are the exact women who will turn the knife into you right in front of the crowd.

the best often die by their own hand just to get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody would ever want to get away from them

Love dries up, I thought as I walked back to the bathroom, even faster than sperm.

Cautiously, I allowed myself to feel good at times. I found moments of peace in cheap rooms just staring at the knobs of some dresser or listening to the rain in the dark. The less I needed the better I felt.