The Beginning Of Genius Is Being Scared

All That Makes A Lunatic Are The Very Ordinary Ideas Of Mankind Shut Up Inside A Man's Head.

There's A Point Of Poverty At Which The Spirit Isn't With The Body All The Time. It Finds The Body Really Too Unbearable. So It's Almost As If You Were Talking To The Soul Itself. And A Soul's Not Properly Responsible.

Philosophizing Is Simply One Way Of Being Afraid, A Cowardly Pretense That Doesn't Get You Anywhere.

To Hell With Reality! I Want To Die In Music, Not In Reason Or In Prose.

In My Room I'd Barely Closed My Eyes When The Blonde From The Movie House Came Along And Sang Her Whole Song Of Sorrow Just For Me. I Helped Her Put Me To Sleep, So To Speak, And Succeeded Pretty Well... I Wasn't Entirely Alone... It's Not Possible To Sleep Alone.