It was one of those fine little love stories that can make you smile in your sleep at night.

Smart people understand that there is no such thing as paranoia. It is just another mask for ignorance.

When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.

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

I drink much less than most people think, and I think much more than most people would believe. I am quite sincere about some of the things which people take very lightly, and almost insultingly unconcerned about some of the things which people take most seriously. In short, I am basically antisocial: certainly not to an alarming degree , but just more so than I appear to be.

I may sound a little black, but I'm really pretty well adjusted.

I was never idle long enough to do much thinking, but I felt somehow that my instincts were right.