She clung to that which had robbed her, as people do.

Everything in Los Angeles is too large, too loud and usually banal in concept… The plastic asshole of the world.

When the switch fell I could feel it upon my flesh; when it welted and ridged it was my blood that ran, and I would think with each blow of the switch: Now you are aware of me! Now I am something in your secret and selfish life, who have marked your blood with my own for ever and ever.

And sure enough, even waiting will end...if you can just wait long enough.

An artist is a creature driven by demons. He don't know why they choose him and he's usually too busy to wonder why.

Mississippi begins in a lobby of a Memphis, Tennessee hotel and extends south to the Gulf of Mexico

...I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire...I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.