“Journalism is "a low trade and a habit worse than heroin, a strange seedy world of misfits and drunkards and failures.”
“The wise say that our failure is to form habits: for habit is the mark of a stereotyped world,”
“Fuck,” Zane murmured, pulling Ty closer. “You’re worse than heroin.”
“the habit of despair is worse than despair itself.”
“The press is a gang of cruel faggots. Journalism is not a profession or a trade. It is a cheap catch-all for fuckoffs and misfits—a false doorway to the backside of life, a filthy piss-ridden little hole nailed off by the building inspector, but just deep enough for a wino to curl up from the sidewalk and masturbate like a chimp in a zoo-cage.”
“General Ivolgin, like all drunkards, was very emotional, and, like all drunkards who have sunk very low, he was much upset by memories of the happy past.”