It was such an unexpected and genuine smile that if I only had a soul I'm sure I would have felt quite guilty.

Another dream. Another long-distance call on my phantom party line. No wonder i had steadfastly refused to have dreams for most of my life. So stupid; such pointless, obvious symbols. Totally uncontrollable anxiety soup, hateful, blatant nonsense.

A man who discovers his pants are on fire tends to have very little time to worry about somebody else's box of matches

When faced with people who have very limited conversational skills and no apparent desire to cultivate any it's always easier to simply go along.

It was almost enough to make me feel emotion.

And here I always thought morality was useless.

It’s like, everything really is two ways, the way we all pretend it is and the way it really is