Existence was not only absurd, it was plain hard work

Existence was not only absurd, it was plain hard work. Think of how many times you put on your underwear in a lifetime. It was appalling, it was disgusting, it was stupid.

It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.

Life wore a man out, wore a man thin.Tomorrow would be a better day.

Hell was what you made it

I'm not dead yet, just in a state of rapid decay, who isn't?

I decided to stay in bed until noon. Maybe by then half the world would be dead and it would only be half as hard to take.

There is always somebody about to ruin your day, if not your life.

One of my favorite things: good conversation with good friends.

One of my biggest complaints about adulthood is that it's difficult to simply hang out with friends

Allow yourself to be freed from the constraints of what the mind knows, believes & thinks.

I am a work in progress dressed in the fabric of a world unfolding.

If children have interests, then education happens.

When we are very young children we know how to feel. It's innate. But as we lead a lifetime, we pick up so many thoughts, impressions, feelings, and ideas, that our sensitivity goes away.

We should never fear to negotiate, nor negotiate from fear.

My hand trembles, my heart does not.

But because we've all been readers, we know what the experience is like, and we hope that what certain writers have given to us, we will give to someone.

Public opinion, a vulgar, impertinent, anonymous tyrant who deliberately makes life unpleasant for anyone who is not content to the average person.