Experience teaches you how to do things you never want to do again.
memories should be sharp when one has nothing else to live for
It is the loose ends with which men hang themselves.
Nothing annoys me more than having the most trivial action analyzed and explained.
Don't you think I was made for you? I feel like you had me ordered - and I was delivered to you - to be worn. I want you to wear me, like a watch-charm or a buttonhole bouquet.
I can't read or sleep. Without hope or youth or money I sit constantly wishing I were dead.