But, outside of being a sweet little girl, she was awfully dumb and capable of doing horrible things.

I have fallen in love with you, God. Take care of us all, one way or the other.

-no girl had ever moved me with a story of spiritual suffering and so beautifully her soul showing out radiant as an angel wandering in hell and the hell the selfsame streets I'd roamed in watching, watching for someone just like her and never dreaming the darkness and the mystery and eventuality of our meeting in eternity.

Holding up my purring cat to the moon. I sighed.

Sometimes I’d get mad because things didn’t work out so well, I’d spoil a flapjack, or slip in the snowfield while getting water, or one time my shovel went sailing down into the gorge, and I’d be so mad I’d want to bite the mountaintops and would come in the shack and kick the cupboard and hurt my toe. But let the mind beware, though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious.

Go moan for man. It's the pathos of people that gets us down, all the lovers in this dream.

The beat generation (coined in Playboy)