Treat your friend as if he will one day be your enemy, and your enemy as if he will one day be your friend

I was spent up. I sure grabbed that girl of mine.

My once-keen analytical mind has become so dulled by endless hours of baking in the hot sun, thrashing about in tight chimneys, pulling at impossibly heavy loads, freezing my ass off.... so that now my mental state is comparable to that of a Peruvian Indian, well stoked on coca leaves.

Screwing is more enjoyable than drilling bolt holes !.

I don't know what to do or where to turn in this taxation matter. Somewhere there must be a book that tells all about it, where I could go to straighten it out in my mind. But I don't know where the book is, and maybe I couldn't read it if I found it.

I couldn't catch a ball or any of that stuff. I could do only what required brute stupidity.

I do recall that El Cap seemed to be in much better condition than I was.