There is no hurry. Time means nothing to you.

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

But then if you lied to a man about his talent just because he was sitting across from you, that was the most unforgivable lie of them all, because that was telling him to go on, to continue which was the worst way for a man without real talent to waste his life, finally. But many people did just that, friends and relatives mostly.

We are here to laugh at the odds.

that your power of command with simple language was one of the magnificent things of our century. (from the poem: result)

The less I needed, the better I felt.

Drinking is an emotional thing. It joggles you out of the standardism of everyday life, out of everything being the same.