To hell with them. Nothing hurts if you don't let it.

Got tight last night on absinthe and did knife tricks. Great success shooting the knife underhand into the piano. The woodworms are so bad and eat hell out of all the furniture that you can always claim the woodworms did it.

The ocean is worth writing about just as man is.

Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light.

The first draft of anything is sh*t.

Mr. Barnes, it is because I have lived very much that now I can enjoy everything so well

I am drunk, seest thou? When I am not drunk I do not talk. You have never heard me talk much. But an intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend his time with fools.