I feel trapped if I know I can't kill myself at anytime

They don't hardly make 'em like him any more - but just to be on the safe side, he should be castrated anyway.

There is not much mental distance between a feeling of having been screwed and the ethic of total retaliation, or at least the kind of random revenge that comes with outraging the public decency.

He had come so far from himself that I don't think he knew who he was anymore.

As hideous and dumb as it sounds, I wouldn't be at all surprised by an invasion of Iraq on September II. I'll take a long shot bet on that.

Without gambling, I would not exist.

Most people who deal in words don't have much faith in them and I am no exception.