I kind of try to resist working a lot. I'm not a very disciplined worker.

Maybe that's good to not feel like you have to keep up when there's so much to keep up with right now. It's bottomless.

Then if he's sore with me, let him dump my ass. That will just give me more time to be a genius.

There's so much writing I could have done and so many ideas that I had and so many things I wanted to work on that I didn't. I like too much having things in my head rather than doing the work.

It has long been known to me that certain objects want you as much as you want them. These are the ones that become important, the objects that you hold dear. The others fade from your life entirely. You wanted them, but they did not want you in return.

I kind of try to resist working a lot. I'm not a very disciplined worker.

To go on and on about your soul is to miss the whole point of life. I could say that with more certainty if I knew the whole point of life.