If you have the ability to love, love yourself first.

Endurance is more important than truth because without endurance there can't be any truth. And truth means going to the end like you mean it. That way, death itself comes up short when it grabs.

All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it.

The cat is the beautiful devil.

Censorship is the tool of those who have the need to hide actualities from themselves and from others. Their fear is only their inability to face what is real, and I can't vent any anger against them; I only feel this appalling sadness. Somewhere in their upbringing, they were shielded against the total facts of our existence.

(by the way . . . I realize I switch from present to past tense, and if you don't like it . . . Ram a nipple up your scrotum. -printer: leave this in.).