I couldn’t help wondering what it was that made me not good enough. It was a familiar feeling. I’d had it off and on my entire life.

People appeared to have no clue how truly horrible they were.

It bothered me that we behaved differently when other people were at the arcade. It bothered me that we had to be different at different times. I wished we could always be ourselves.

I could have something like an encounter out there – a vicarious experience completely free of any fears of infection or the face-to-face intimacy I didn’t know how to process.

It might have been the real reason I went out there at all, to hear all the nice things guys had to say when they got you alone, when they earned their shot in a booth with you.

Why eat the same cereal every morning when you can get the milk for free" kind of ladies. I have always looked at it as "As long as I'm eating cereal and drinking milk every day, I'm satisfied

I have a simple philosophy. Fill what's empty. Empty what's full. And scratch where it itches.

Janis Joplin sings the blues as hard as any black person.

It is foolish to lay out money for the purchase of repentance.

There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now.

There are really only two options - you can feel things, or you can shut down. But, once you decide to feel things, you don't get to pick and choose what you feel.

A pessimist says all women are loose. An optimist does not, but he has hopes.

You only have to forgive once. To resent, you have to do it all day, every day.

Only in today's sick society can a man be persecuted for reading too many books.

Wit loses its point when dipped in malice.