You just rebel against everything. How are you going to survive? I don’t know. I’m already tired.
I was a bore and didn’t know when to smile or fake it. Or rather worse, I did but didn’t.
Something that never happens anywhere at any time.
Not everybody thought they could be a dentist or an automobile mechanic but everybody knew they could be a writer.
People don’t need love. What they need is success in one form or another. It can be love but it needn’t be.
I take much pleasure in being alone but there is also a strange warm grace in not being alone.
Well, the rain had stopped but the pain was still there.
I knew it would be you.
But she projected vitality – you knew that she was there.
I didn’t feel that way about it. I had been playing with death for some time. I can’t say we were the best of friends but we were well acquainted.
Pretty words, as pretty women, wrinkle up and die.
If you can only remain pure in your stupidity, someday you may get a phone call from hell.
It’s hard to drink when you dance. And it’s hard to dance when you drink.
Lawyers, doctors, plumbers, they all made the money. Writers? Writers starved. Writers committed suicide. Writers went mad.
People were usually much better in their letters than in reality. They were much like poets in this way.
The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little bit more off you, until there was nothing left.
I am aware that a computer can’t create a poem, but neither can a typewriter.
I have one problem, I don’t hate people. They disgust me and I want to get away from them. I do not have hatred. I have an escape mechanism.
God is a lonely place without steak.
I’ve learned to feel good when I feel good. it’s better to be driven around in a red porsche than to own one. the luck of the fool is inviolate.