It was like the beginning of life and laughter. It was the real meaning of the sun

I want to let her know though that all the nights sleeping beside her even the useless arguments were things ever splendid and the hard words I ever feared to say can now be said: I love you.

great writers are indecent people they live unfairly saving the best part for paper. good human beings save the world so that bastards like me can keep creating art, become immortal. if you read this after I am dead it means I made it.

Love is all right for those who can handle the psychic overload. It's like trying to carry a full garbage can on your back over a rushing river of piss.

I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again.

Finally there is nothing here for death to take away.

We don’t even ask happiness, just a little less pain.