A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself.

I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos-especially activity that seems to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom... Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.

No one here gets out alive.

Take an Indian home to lunch.

We fear violence less than our own feelings. Personal, private, solitary pain is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict.

I am troubled, immeasurably by your eyes. I am struck by the feather of your soft reply. The sound of glass speaks quick, disdain and conceals what your eyes fight to explain.

Hatred is a very underestimated emotion.