When you're a kid it's people's cruelty that makes you cry, then when you're an adult it's their kindness.

I'm too conceited for therapy.

The flesh had infinity in it. I must know every inch by touch yet every inch renewed its mystery the instant my hand moved on. Delightful endless futility.

Renounce love and you can achieve demonic focus.

I suppose the word "unbearable" is a lie by definition. Unless you kill yourself immediately after using it.

The only animal from which humans have nothing to learn, in fact, is the sheep. Humans have already learned everything the sheep's got to teach.

We go to the past to lay the blame - since the past can't argue. We go to our past selves to account for our present miseries.