Women: I liked the colors of their clothing; the way they walked; the cruelty in some faces; now and then the almost pure beauty in another face, totally and enchantingly female. They had it over us: they planned much better and were better organized. While men were watching professional football or drinking beer or bowling, they, the women, were thinking about us, concentrating, studying, deciding - whether to accept us, discard us, exchange us, kill us or whether simply to leave us. In the end it hardly mattered; no matter what they did, we ended up lonely and insane.

Let' em learn or let' em die

They, all of them, seemed to put literary form in front of the actuality and living of life itself.

I knew exactly what I was doing: I was doing nothing. because I knew there was nothing to do.

so it's always a process of letting go, one way or another

The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing.

That’s when I first learned that it wasn’t enough to just do your job, you had to have an interest in it, even a passion for it.