He seems to me to be headed for his ideal fate, which is compulsive psychosis dashed with a jigger of psychopathic irresponsibility and violence

I realized either I was crazy or the world was crazy; and I picked on the world. And of course I was right.

equally empty, equally to be loved, equally a coming Buddha

We tiptoed around each other like heartbreaking new friends.

Some of my most neurotically fierce bitterness is the result of realizing how untrue people have become.

Lying mouth to mouth, kiss to kiss in the pillow dark, loin to loin in unbelievable surrendering sweetness so distant from all our mental fearful abstractions it makes you wonder why men have termed God antisexual somehow (p. 148)

Believe that the world is an ethereal flower, and ye live.