Marriage is miserable unless you find the right person that is your soulmate and that takes a lot of looking.
The more I lived with Jan, the more I loved her, the more I made her miserable. It was a vicious cycle (page 209)โฆโฆThe more I loved her the more I hated her. And the more she loved me, the more I harmed myself (page 269).
Who are they to judge us, simply because our hair is long?
If you cannot find peace within yourself, you will never find it anywhere else.
Detroit turned out to be heaven, but it also turned out to be hell.
Natural fact is, I can't pay my taxes. Make me wanna holler and throw up on my hands.