Is my paranoia getting completely out of hand, or are you mongoloids really talking about me?

you can always tell employees of the government by the total vacancy which occupies the space where most other people have faces.

The only excursion of my life outside of New Orleans took me through the vortex to the whirlpool of despair: Baton Rouge. . . . New Orleans is, on the other hand, a comfortable metropolis which has a certain apathy and stagnation which I find inoffensive.

The human desire for food and sex is relatively equal. If there are armed rapes, why should there not be armed hot dog thefts?

Oh, Fortuna, you capricious sprite!

The day before me is fraught with God knows what horrors.

Mother went out again tonight, looking like a courtesan.