My Ambition Is Handicapped By Laziness

We Only Asked For Leopards To Guard Our Thinning Dreams.

Fiction Is An Improvement On Life

I Felt Like Crying But Nothing Came Out. It Was Just A Sort Of Sad Sickness, Sick Sad, When You Can't Feel Any Worse. I Think You Know It. I Think Everybody Knows It Now And Then. But I Think I Have Known It Pretty Often, Too Often.

It Is Good To Be Sitting Some Place In Public At 2:30 In The Afternoon Without Getting The Flesh Ripped From Your Bones.

Lighting New Cigarettes, Pouring More Drinks. It Has Been A Beautiful Fight. Still Is.