There Is No Heaven For Me And

A Rose Trapped Inside A Fist.

I Think I Am The Most Impressed With Writing Styles That Defy Category, Like Kharms Or Selby, Breton Or Jarry, Where You Become As Interested In The Writer As Much As The Writing Itself. It's All These Things That Make Reading So Appealing To Me.

I Think About The Meaning Of Pain. Pain Is Personal. It Really Belongs To The One Feeling It. Probably The Only Thing That Is Your Own. I Like Mine.

If An American Company Has A Drop Of Patriotic Blood Coursing Through Its System, Then Surely It Would Set Up In America And Employ Americans, Right?

If I Had To Live My Life In Anticipation Of What Others Thought Of Me, Little Would Get Done.