You realize that people take drugs because it's the only real personal adventure left to them in their time-constrained, law-and-order, property-lined world. It's only in drugs or death we'll see anything new, and death is just too controlling.

So if you think this is going to save you...If you think anything is going to save you...Please consider this your final warning.

Crying is right at hand in the smothering dark, closed inside someone else, when you see how everything you can ever accomplish will end up as trash.

At some point, your memories, your stories, your adventures, will be the only things you'll have left.

There's still a thousand places I haven't gone to die.

Here are the shadows left behind by a thousand moments, a thousand moods, of needs traced here on the wall by men who are gone. Here is the record of their being here.

I have a lot of money.