“i am against electronic books. they make real books obsolete, denying the poor and economically challenged freedom.”

“Some women remind you of a good book. Others remind you of a bad movie.”

“The right people make you realize fame and fortune is cool, but small moments of pure freedom is better.”

“sex separation in the classroom leads to a bullshit socio-economic situation perpetuated by people with good intentions.”

“I,” I start, and she turns to look at my lips moving, rehearsing for some grand proposal. “I think it’d be good idea if you brought a few books over and left them on my shelf.” I’m a writer, and this is as good as it gets. She didn’t need a ring, just the ability to borrow a bookmark whenever she needed, or unwritten or unspoken permission to take my copy of Cecil Brown’s The Life and Loves of Mr. Jiveass Nigger with the original cover.”

“Real artist cannot be blackmailed. I suspect they've been confessing shit all their life.”

“Tell me what you’re looking for and i will become that for you. I can sacrifice my inner freedoms for you without looking twice at my old journals and solid promises I made to myself about such things. But you must be prepared to kill me when the smiles are no longer frequent. Do it while I sleep. While I hold your hand. Do it fast, baby. Do it fast.”