More and more, the hardest part of crying is when I can't stop.

this is the upside of already being eternally damned

It's only in drugs or death we'll see anything new, and death is just too controlling.

I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say let... lets evolve, let the chips fall where they may.

I'm giving you my life to prove to myself I can, I really can love somebody. Even when I'm not getting paid, I can give love and happiness and charm. You see, I can handle the baby food and the not talking and being homeless and invisible, but I have to know that I can love somebody. Completely and totally, permanently and without hope of reward, just as an act of will, I will love somebody.

The amazing miracle of death, when one second you're walking and talking, and the next second you're an object.

As the child outlives the father,so must the character bury the author.