Houses are full of things that gather dust

It ain't whatcha write, it's the way atcha write it.

You have absolutely no regard but yourself and your damned kicks. All you think about is what's hanging between your legs and how much money or fun you can get out of people and then you just throw them aside. Not only that but you're silly about it. It never occurs to you that life is serious and that there are people trying to make something decent out of it instead of just goofing all the time.

I was having a wonderful time and the whole world opened up before me because I had no dreams.

I mean, why on earth (outside sickness and hangovers) aren't people continually drunk? I want ecstasy of the mind all the time.

As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of the mind.

No fear or shame in the dignity of yr experience, language & knowledge