It Is Possible For The Human Spirit

You Have Absolutely No Regard But Yourself And Your Damned Kicks. All You Think About Is What's Hanging Between Your Legs And How Much Money Or Fun You Can Get Out Of People And Then You Just Throw Them Aside. Not Only That But You're Silly About It. It Never Occurs To You That Life Is Serious And That There Are People Trying To Make Something Decent Out Of It Instead Of Just Goofing All The Time.

Don't Tell Them Too Much About Your Soul. They're Waiting For Just That.

Desolation, Desolation, I Owe So Much To Desolation.

To Think That So Much Comes To So Little, To Think That Life Is Really Short.

I'm Writing This Book Because We're All Going To Die.