Her eyes always had a frantic, lost look. He could never cure her eyes of that.

There's no way I can stop writing, it's a form of insanity.

Death meant little to me. It was the last joke in a series of bad jokes.

I sit here drunk now. I am a series of small victories and large defeats and I am as amazed as any other that I have gotten from there to here without committing murder or being murdered; without having ended up in the madhouse. as I drink alone again tonight my soul despite all the past agony thanks all the gods who were not there for me then.

With me, my main vision for life was to avoid as many people as possible. The less people I saw the better I felt.

Bad taste creates many more millionaires than good taste.

It's hot tonight and half the neighborhood is drunk. the other half is dead. if I have any advice about writing poetry it's - don't. I'm going to send out for some fried chicken.