Unlike The Vast Majority Of People, I've

In Contrast To How My Father Treated Me, I Won't Hit Him, I Won't Call Him Evil, I'll Give Him Affection, And I'll Pay Attention To Him.

My Hatred Is A Thousand Times More Powerful Than All Your Good Intentions.

I Think My Sense Of Humor Is Jewish. I'm Smarter Than Most White People, Which Is Kind Of A Jewish Thing, Too.

Plenty Of People Have Bad Divorces, But Few Of Them End Up With Cancer, Imprisonment, And Public Scorn. In The Dark, Rolling, Treacherous Wake Of That Sunken Ship, The Last Thing I Sought Was A "relationship" Or, Heaven Forbid, Marriage.

I'm Still An Obsessive Personality, And I Still Think I'm Right, And I Still Believe My Literary Balls Hang Far Lower Than Nearly Anyone Else's Alive.