The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself. Of course he wants care and shelter. You don't buy love for nothing.

Artists to my mind are the real architects of change, and not the political legislators who implement change after the fact.

They tend to be suspicious, bristly, paranoid-type people with huge egos they push around like some elephantiasis victim with his distended testicles in a wheelbarrow terrified no doubt that some skulking ingrate of a clone student will sneak into his very brain and steal his genius work.

So many people in the Western World are just automatically made ill by any sort of frank writing about sexual matters.

Tell the truth once and for all and shut up forever.

I don't go into hysterics or anything, but I look around for something to smash it with. I used to live out in the country when I first moved here, and there were a lot of centipedes in the house, and I set out to kill them all. A program of genocide. I'd wake up in the middle of the night, and I'd know there's a centipede in this room. And there always was. And I couldn't go to sleep until I killed it.

I read a lot of books for information, like doctor books, spy books. . . .