The world is full of boring, identical and mindless people.

it is good to be sitting some place in public at 2:30 in the afternoon without getting the flesh ripped from your bones.

It's just that the grape has me down.

My part of the game is that I must live the best I can.

they simply never understand, do they, that sometimes solitude is one of the most beautiful things on earth?

Well, people got attatched. Once you cut the umbilical cord they attatched to the other things. Sight, sound, sex, money, mirages, mothers, masturbation, murder, and Monday morning hangovers.

When you clean up a city, you destroy it.