Why do you insist upon destroying yourself?
There was nothing glorious about the life of a drinker or the life of a writer.
unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it
They were beautiful nothings
What good are you? What can you do? It has cost me a thousands of dollars to raise you, feed you, clothe you! Suppose I left you here on the street? Then what would you do?" "Catch butterflies
since some people had told me that I was ugly, I always preferred shade to the sun, darkness to light