“I like to consider myself to be an average individual. Of course, there’s probably a certain subset of the population that would disagree with this, but they can just go fuck themselves.”

“I am who I am. There’s no changing that. No taking it away.”

“I’ve had that look before. In fact, this is a perpetual look of mine: the telltale 'I don’t know if I really want to be here anymore' look.”

“Change is ok, I guess. In small, infrequent, and easily chewable doses.”

“If you don't believe what I'm telling you, then ask yourself this: would any decent, kind-hearted individual become a writer? Of course not.”

“There was an abyss between myself and my love. I could not interpret the voiding distance. I supposed later that my attempts at interpretation of the abyss between myself and my love, or otherwise put, my love and my love, were themselves partially successful interpretive gestures.I also realized that the abyss came about on account of the very account that I was loving. I assumed that interpretation would inscribe a course for the two things, my love and my love, to seek out and find each other.”

“Though, if you think about it, hostile, dethroned pseudodeities probably make disagreeable neighbors. You'll have to figure out something to do with him.”