I'm an educated man, the prisons I know are subtle ones.

When I was done traveling, I returned convinced of one thing: we're nothing.

I'll tell you, my friends: it's all in the nerves. The nerves that tense and relax as you approach the edges of companionship and love. The razor-sharp edges of companionship and love.

Only in chaos are we conceivable.

I'd obviously never heard of the group, but my ignorance in literary matters is to blame for that (every book in the world is out there waiting to be read by me).

I'm an educated man, the prisons I know are subtle ones.

We all have to die a bit every now and then and usually it's so gradual that we end up more alive than ever. Infinitely old and infinitely alive.