Dying Was Just An Extended Version Of

Talent Is More Erotic When It's Wasted.

And What's The Point Of Waking Up In The Morning If You Don't Try To Match The Enormousness Of The Known Forces In The World With Something Powerful In Your Own Life?

The Language Of My Books Has Shaped Me As A Man.

You Shout Because It Makes You Brave Or You Want To Announce Your Recklessness.

Certainly I've Never Tried To Imagine What The Future Will Hold. It's A Hopeless Endeavor To Try To Do Such A Thing.