Disappear Here.The syringe fills with blood.You're a beautiful boy and that's all that matters.Wonder if he's for sale.People are afraid to merge. To merge.

The images I had were of people being driven mad by living in the city. Images of parents who were so hungry and unfulfilled that they ate their own children.

I could be that tenebrous enigma that floods out your words with sighs and frustration.

We all have our alloted portions of black and white paint

God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.

The true theater, because it moves and makes use of living instruments, continues to stir up shadows where life has never ceased to grope its way.

My mom says you only need three people you can rely on to achieve self-actualization.

If you are wired to your memory, repetitions will happen and redundancy will come; but if you are paying attention, that changes your ability to look at things.

You know, when you're right, that's all you get to be.

Ah, Los Angeles! Dust and fog of your lonely streets, I am no longer lonely. Just you wait, all of you ghosts of this room, just you wait, because it will happen, as sure as there's a God in heaven.

The horror of wedlock, the most appalling, the most loathsome of all the bonds humankind has devised for its own discomfort and degradation.

If you end up falling in love with someone, it's because of them. If you end up hating someone, it's because of you.