One More Creature Dizzy With Love

Love Is A Form Of Prejudice. I Have Too Many Other Prejudices.

There Are Only Two Things Wrong With Money: Too Much Or Too Little.

I Read My Books At Night, Like That, Under The Quilt With The Overheated Reading Lamp. Reading All Those Good Lines While Suffocating. It Was Magic.

I Have One Problem, I Don’t Hate People. They Disgust Me And I Want To Get Away From Them. I Do Not Have Hatred. I Have An Escape Mechanism.

If I Stop Writing I Am Dead. And That's The Only Way I'll Stop: Dead.