I have no further use for America. I wouldn't go back there if Jesus Christ was President.

Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural.

I do not have much patience with a thing of beauty that must be explained to be understood.

We must laugh in the face of our helplessness against the forces of nature, or go insane.

I'm an old sinner. Nothing shocks me.

I thought I would dress in baggy pants, big shoes, a cane and a derby hat. everything a contradiction: the pants baggy, the coat tight, the hat small and the shoes large.

I am at peace with God. My conflict is with Man.