I was walking through the woods, thinking about Christ. If He was a carpenter, I wondered what He charged for bookshelves.

We knew the front door was always left open, but we broke in just to keep in practice. Doxy turned all the Washburn family photos to the wall so there wouldn't be any witnesses.

Life is full of misery, loneliness, and suffering - and it's all over much too soon.

I can't even make a leap of faith to believe in my own existence.

All the crap they tell you about... getting joy and having a kind of wisdom in your golden years - it's all tripe.

Some drink deeply from the river of knowledge. Others only gargle.

Life is tough and it's tough whether you're famous or not famous. And in the end it's probably better to be famous because the perks are better. You get better seats at the basketball game, and you get better tables and reservations places. If I call a doctor on Saturday morning I can get him. There's a lot of things, indulgences that you don't get, if you're not famous. Now I'm not saying it's fair. But I can't say that I don't enjoy it.