...do you think God made the world to amuse himself because he was bored? Because if so he would have to be mean.

I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life, but that great consciousness of life.

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

So I rushed past the pretty girls, and the prettiest girls in the world live in Des Moines.

I am writing this book because we're all going to die - In the loneliness of my own life, my father dead, my brother dead, my mother faraway, my sister and my wife far away, nothing here but my own tragic hands that once were guarded by a world, a sweet attention, that now are left to guide and disappear their own way into the common dark of all our deaths, sleeping in me raw bed, alone and stupid: with just this one pride and consolation: my broke heart in the general despair and opened up inwards to the Lord, I made a supplication in this dream

Let the mind beware, that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious.

Listen closely... the eternal hush of silence goes on and on throughout all this, and has been going on, and will go on and on. This is because the world is nothing but a dream and is just thought of and the everlasting eternity pays no attention to it.