if you get married they think you're finished and if you are without a woman they think you're incomplete.

Those who preach god, need god Those who preach peace do not have peace Those who preach love do not have love

you are on the freeway threading through traffic now, moving both towards something and towards nothing at all as you punch the radio on and get Mozart, which is something, and you will somehow get through the slow days and the busy days and the dull days and the hateful days and the rare days, all both so delightful and so disappointing because we are all so alike and so different.

Sometimes a man doesn’t know what to do about things and sometimes it’s best to lie very still and try not to think at all about anything.

When a hot woman meets a hermit one of them is going to change.

The night kept coming on in and there was nothing I could do.

Insanity is relative. Who sets the norm?