I watched Titanic when I got back home from the hospital, and cried. I knew that my IQ had been damaged.

Get busy living, or get busy dying.

By tomorrow at this time, I think you're going to have a much better idea of what crazy is. -- Ev Hillman

a cloud-congested caul that is alternately red, orange, vermilion, purple. Sometimes the clouds break apart in great, slow rafts, letting through beams of innocent yellow sunlight that are bitterly nostalgic for the summer that has gone by.

And when there are enough outsiders together in one place, a mystic osmosis takes place and you're inside.

If you're going into a very dark place, then you should take a bright light, and shine it on everything. If you don't want to see, why in God's name would you dare the dark at all?

Things come in three major degrees in the human experience, I think. There's good, bad, and terrible. And as you go down into progressive darkness towards terrible, it gets harder and harder to make subdivisions.