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.

we know God is dead, they've told us, but listening to you I wasn't sure.

That's what friendship means: sharing the prejudice of experience.

and love was lightning and remembrance

we had such tremendous fun and much agony together for some years

unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it

A day of minor profit or prophet led to a night of drunkenness.