Dreams, You Know, Are What

There Are Significant Moments In Everyone's Day That Can Make Literature. That's What You Ought To Write About.

Booze Takes A Lot Of Time And Effort If You're Going To Do A Good Job With It.

There Is No God, And Conversation Is A Dying Art.

Get In, Get Out. Don't Linger. Go On.

I've Crossed Some Kind Of Invisible Line. I Feel As If I've Come To A Place I Never Thought I'd Have To Come To. And I Don't Know How I Got Here. It's A Strange Place. It's A Place Where A Little Harmless Dreaming And Then Some Sleepy, Early-morning Talk Has Led Me Into Considerations Of Death And Annihilation.