She's Quite Intelligent, In My Stupidity.

How Do You Know You're Going To Do Something, Untill You Do It?

I Could Happily Lie Down And Die Sometimes.

And The Old Horror Of Being A Professional Writer, And The Usual Stench Of Words That Goes With It, Is Begining To Drive Me Out Of My Seat. (buddy)

We’re Freaks, That’s All. Those Two Bastards Got Us Nice And Early And Made Us Into Freaks With Freakish Standards, That’s All. We’re The Tattooed Lady, And We’re Never Going To Have A Minute’s Peace, The Rest Of Our Lives, Until Everybody Else Is Tattooed, Too.

Life Is A Game, Boy. Life Is A Game That One Plays According To The Rules.