“Things get bad for all of us, almost continually, and what we do under the constant stress reveals who/what we are.”

“and getting dressed we talk about what else there might be to do, but being together solves most of it, in fact, solves all of it”

“We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.”

“beware those quick to praisefor they need praise in returnbeware those who are quick to censorthey are afraid of what they do not knowbeware those who seek constant crowds for they are nothing alonebeware the average man the average womanbeware their love, their love is averageseeks average”

“magic persists without usno matter what we may do to try to spoil it”

“I wasn’t going anywhere and neither was the rest of the world. We were all just hanging around waiting to die and meanwhile doing little things to fill the space. Some of use weren’t even doing little things. We were vegetables.”

“There are still things to be handle; there will always be things to be handled. Nobody ever gets caught up and finished on what there is to do. And even if you do, for a moment, feel a central peace, there is always somebody walking behind you with a switchblade.”