Childhood comes at a time in your life when you are too young to understand what you are going through. And you're too young to understand that you are too young to understand.

I made some studies, and reality is the leading cause of stress amongst those in touch with it. I can take it in small doses, but as a lifestyle, I found it too confining. It was just too needful; it expected me to be there for it all the time, and with all I have to do--I had to let something go.

I feel like my life is just passing me by like two ships in the night. And I have missed both boats.

It's one thing to tolerate a boring marriage; a boring affair does not make sense.

What is reality anyway! It's nothing but a collective hunch.

Frankly, goin' crazy was the best thing that ever happened to me. I don't say it's for everybody; some people couldn't cope.

If evolution was worth its salt, by now it should've evolved something better than survival of the fittest. I think a better idea would be survival of the wittiest.