the flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break vases against the walls and the men drink too much and nobody finds the one but keep looking crawling i...
my gardenin the sun and in the rainand in the day and in the nightpain is a flowerpain is flowersblooming all the time.
Like anybody can tell you, I am not a very nice man. I don't know the word. I have always admired the villain, the outlaw, the son of a bitch. I don't like the clean-shaven boy with the necktie and th...
When we were kidslaying around the lawnon ourbellies we often talkedabouthowwe'd like todie andwe allagreed on thesamething; we'd alllike to diefucking (althoughnone of ushaddone anyfucking) and nowth...
Music is much like fucking, but some composers can't climax and others climax too often, leaving themselves and the listener jaded and spent.
So be careful when you bend over.
DEATH COMES SLOWLY LIKE ANTS TO A FALLEN FIG
I walked around the library looking for books. I pulled them off the shelves, one by one. But they were all tricks. They were very dull. There were pages and pages of words that didn't say anything. O...
I see men assassinated around me every day. I walk through rooms of the dead, streets of the dead, cities of the dead; men without eyes, men without voices; men with manufactured feelings and standard...
To ask them to legalize pot is something like asking them to put butter on the handcuffs before they place them on you, something else is hurting you - that's why you need pot or whiskey, or whips and...
Girlsplease give yourbodies and yourlivestothe young menwhodeserve thembesidesthere isno wayI would welcometheintolerabledullsenseless hellyou would bringmeandI wish youluckin bedandoutbut notinmineth...
...they would say 'he said this, he did that', but they would never say 'she said this, she did that'. So I would say, they are sick, and I am well. Pardon me.
So where do you go? Back to the bottle And back to a tiny room somewhere. And wait. And wait, and wait. That's all.
I drive around the streetsan inch away from weeping,ashamed of my sentimentality andpossible love.
There’s nothing todiscussthere’s nothing torememberthere’s nothing toforgetit’s sadand it’s notsadseems themost sensiblethinga person can doissitwith drink inhandas the wallswavetheir goodbyesmilesone...
People see so many movies that when they finally see one not so bad as the others, they think it's great. an Academy Award means that you don't stink quite as much as your cousin.
The Genius Of The Crowdthere is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the averagehuman being to supply any given army on any given dayand the best at murder are those who preach against itand...
I had noticed that both in the very poor and very rich extremes of society the mad were often allowed to mingle freely.
I paid, got up, walkedto the door, openedit.I heard the mansay, that guy'snuts.out on the street Iwalked northfeelingcuriouslyhonored.
The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts while the stupid one are full of confidence".