I would feel real trapped in this life if I didn't know I could commit suicide at any time.

This is the fast lane, folks...and some of us like it here.

We have become a Nazi monster in the eyes of the whole world — a nation of bullies and bastards who would rather kill than live peacefully. We are not just Whores for power and oil, but killer whores with hate and fear in our hearts.

An outlaw can be defined as somebody who lives outside the law, beyond the law and not necessarily against it.

Every deadline was a crisis … No doubt it has something to do with a deep-seated personality defect, or maybe a kink in whatever blood vessel leads into the pineal gland … On the other hand, it might easily be something as simple and basically perverse as whatever instinct it is that causes a jackrabbit to wait until the last possible second to dart across the road in front of a speeding car.

Things are no longer what they seem to be. My telephones are haunted, and animals whisper at me from unseen places.

By any accepted standard, I have had more than nine lives. I counted them up once, and there were 13 times I almost and maybe should have died.