It's hard to win when you always lose.
The world is a hellish place, and bad writing is destroying the quality of our suffering.
Mostly I straddle reality and the imagination. My reality needs imagination like a bulb needs a socket. My imagination needs reality like a blind man needs a cane.
New York forces you to be in endless surreal situations.
The devil knows the Bible like the back of his hand...
I did my time in the jail of your arms