How crazy craziness makes everyone, how irrationally afraid. The madness hidden in each of us, called to, identified, aroused like a lust. And against that the jaw sets. The more I fear my own insanity the more I must punish yours.

Intercourse is an assertion of mastery, one that announces his own higher caste and proves it upon a victim who is expected to surrender, serve, and be satisfied.

In those days, when you got boxed, that was it. A lot of old people were there because somebody wanted the farm. It was about property. People are treated like property.

People have a right to their own lives, and if you can't help somebody, you ought to get out of their way.

Mother had committed me for life. This is where I felt betrayed the most.

There are only moments. Live in this one. The happiness of these days.

No one should be adored, it's fundamentally immoral.