It got so bad that Al thoughtmaybe it washimso he went to a shrinkand askedand the shrink said, "you're one of the sanest menI've ever met."poor Al.that made him feelworse than ever.

Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we can't even cry.

yes, Wagner and the storm intermix with the wine as nights like this run up my wrists and up into my head and back down into the gut

having nothing to struggleagainstthey have nothing to strugglefor.

the gods play nofavorites.

the gods seldomgivebut so quicklytake.

she slammed the door andwas gone.I looked at the closed doorand at the doorknoband strangelyI didn't feelalone.

the worst thing, " he told me, "is bitterness, people end up sobitter.

I see a brightportionunder the overhead lightthat shades intodarknessand then into darkerdarknessand I can't see beyond that.

I believe that to be the world's greatest livingwriterthere must be somethingterribly wrong with you.I don't even want to be the world's greatestdead writer.just being dead would be fairenough.

I paid, got up, walkedto the door, openedit.I heard the mansay, "that guy'snuts."out on the street Iwalked northfeelingcuriouslyhonored.

There's the risk of being loved...and that would keep me from being happy.

Go and play. Run around. Build something. Break something. Climb a tree. Get dirty. Get in some trouble. Have some fun.

Commerce links all mankind in one common brotherhood of mutual dependence and interests.

We don't understand why we're here, no one's giving us an answer, religion is vague, your parents can't help because they're just people, and it's all terrible, and there's no meaning to anything.

When you're setting up your dating profile, choose the photos according to who you are today. A variety of recent shots that are a true representation of your character.

We are living in the blessing of that moment.

if you don't have doubts you're either kidding yourself or asleep. Doubts are the ants-in-the-pants of faith. They keep it alive and moving.

Knowledge of divine things for the most part is lost to us by incredulity.

You owe it to yourself to live beautifully. And I am.

There is no process of amalgamation by which opinions, wrong individually, can become right merely by their multitude.