It's so nice to know where you're going, in the early stages. It almost rids you of the wish to go there.

There's no lack of void.

Don’t wait to be hunted to hide, that was always my motto.

Where am I, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence, in the silence you don't know, you must go on, I can't go on, I'll go on.

I could not have gone through the awful wretched mess of life without having left a stain upon the silence.

No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found.

It is useless not to seek, not to want, for when you cease to seek you start to find, and when you cease to want, then life begins to ram her fish and chips down your gullet until you puke, and then the puke down your gullet until you puke the puke, and then the puked puke until you begin to like it.