Because tanning and steroids are only a problem if you plan to live a long time.

I can become someone else, not out of pressure and desperation, but merely because a new life sounds fun or interesting or joyful.

How I feel is cheap and used, dirty and humiliated. Dirty and tricked and thrown away.

To see how boring you really are, write a book about soap and cults, and the profits you make will be your only means of subsistence.

Even if you tell yourself "Today I'm going to drink coffee the wrong way ... from a dirty boot." Even that would be right, because you chose to drink coffee from that boot. Because you can do nothing wrong. You are always right. Even when you say, "I'm such an idiot, I'm so wrong..." you're right. You're right about being wrong. You're right even when you're an idiot. No matter how stupid your idea, you're doomed to be right because it's yours.

Skin, bones, blood and organs transplant from person to person. Even what’s inside you already, the colonies of microbes and bugs that eat your food for you, without them you’d die. Nothing of you is all-the-way yours. All of you is inherited. Whatever you’re thinking, a million other folks are thinking. Whatever you do, they’re doing, and none of you is responsible. All of you is a cooperative effort.

We're all going overnight express delivery straight to Hell.