Beware of looking for goals: look for a way of life.

I never knew where I was going, but I ripped the tits off of everything that got in my way. By the time they figured me out, it was too late.

I don't think that my kind of journalism has ever been universally popular. It's lonely out here.

All energy flows according to the whims of the great Magnet. What a fool I was to defy him.

I wanted to take off all my clothes and never wear them again.

I hate pain, despite my ability to tolerate it beyond all known parameters, which is not necessarily a good thing.

I just usually go with my own taste. If I like something, and it happens to be against the law, well, then I might have a problem.