I felt a momentary urge to leap into the sea and swim free of the present.

The average attention span of the modern human being is about half as long as whatever youre trying to tell them.

I can't even trust my own imaginary dog. How much lower can a person get?

Such a courageous boy I was. To act brazenly under scrutiny and risk further injury to my wounded heart. Ah, the resilience, the blind, dumb persistence of youth.

If you have the patience to wait and watch, history will reshape truth (weakest of all forces, and weightless) in the image of opinion. What really happened will cease to matter and, eventually, cease to exist.

After all this time, I know exactly where I belong.

Perhaps the way to succeed is to think of life on Earth as a colossal joke, a creation of such immense stupidity that the only way to live is to laugh until you think your heart will break.