I've Been Accused Of Being Very Vain

She Sits Before Me, Sullen But Hopeful, Characterless, About To Dissolve Into Tears. I Squeeze Her Hand Back, Moved, No, Touched By Her Ignorance Of Evil. She Has One More Test To Pass. Do You Own A Briefcase?” I Ask Her, Swallowing.

If You Start Looking At Movies On A Moral Level - "i Don't Like That, That Hurts, That's Mean, That's Bad" - Then I Don't Even Want To Talk To You. Or Like, Someone That Says "i Don't Like Science-fiction Movies," Or "i Don't Want To Sit Through A Western," Or "i Don't Like Violence In Movies," Then I Completely Tune Out.

You Really Write The Books You Want To Write. You Can't Take Into Consideration Anything That Anybody Has Said About You In The Past, Or What They'll Say About You In The Future.

But This Road Doesn't Go Anywhere,” I Told Him. “that Doesn't Matter.” “what Does?” I Asked, After A Little While. “just That We're On It, Dude,” He Said.

I Don't Want To Care. If I Care About Things, It'll Just Be Worse, It'll Just Be Another Thing To Worry About. It's Less Painful If I Don't Care.