My Pleasures Disappeared With My Vices.

I Guess Writing Is A Kind Of Therapy In The Sense That There Are Things You Need To Say And You Say Them, And Better Out Than In.

Fundamentalism Is Dictatorship Of The Mind

I Began To Enjoy My Own Generosity; I Felt The Pleasure Of Pleasing Others, Especially As This Was Accompanied By Money-power. I Was Paying For Them; They Were Grateful, They Had To Be; And They Could No Longer See Me As A Failure.

I Don't Want To Be Loved. I Want To Be Desired. Love Is Safety, But Desire Is Foul.

What A Quality Of Innocence People Have When They Don't Expect To Be Harmed.