People write because it seems like it'll be an easier job than carpet laying, that they might meet more girls. And they write because the world strikes them as being a marvelous place, and they want to keep bringing that to everybody's attention. You know ~ a scary place, a menacing place, an exciting place because it's scary and menacing. But mainly, kind of glorious.

I don't get depressed and I don't get bored.

If you won't leave me, I'll find someone who will.

We made mad love shadow love random love and abandoned love. Accidentally like a martyr. The hurt gets worse, and the heart gets harder.

I loved Hendrix. I mean, really, really loved him. As if he were one of the great classical composers. And he was. That's how I saw him.

At least I've had one foot in a very normal kind of life.

Maybe you simply criticized someone you hardly knew. You ruined part of their life. For them, part of your life, too.