The More One Is Hated, I Find,

People Don't Deserve The Restraint We Show By Not Going Into Delirium In Front Of Them.

Truth Is A Pain Which Will Not Stop. And The Truth Of This World Is To Die. You Must Choose: Either Dying Or Lying. Personally, I Have Never Been Able To Kill Myself

The Whole Business Of Your Life Overwhelms You When You Live Alone. One's Stupefied By It. To Get Rid Of It You Try To Daub Some Of It Off On To People Who Come To See You, And They Hate That. To Be Alone Trains One For Death.

In The Kitchens Of Love, After All, Vice Is Like The Pepper In A Good Sauce; It Brings Out The Flavor, It’s Indispensable.

In My Room I'd Barely Closed My Eyes When The Blonde From The Movie House Came Along And Sang Her Whole Song Of Sorrow Just For Me. I Helped Her Put Me To Sleep, So To Speak, And Succeeded Pretty Well... I Wasn't Entirely Alone... It's Not Possible To Sleep Alone.