He burned away in his sleep.
He burned away in his sleep.
And when she came to bed
She was more beautiful than ever
And the love was very very good.
I would be married, but I'd have no wife, I would be married to a single life.
Show me a man who lives alone and has a perpetually clean kitchen, and 8 times out of 9 I'll show you a man with detestable spiritual qualities.
amazing how death wins hands down
amazing how much credence is given to idiot forms of life
It's possible to love a human being if you don't know them too well.
Who the hell is going to save
me?
I don't like jail, they got the wrong kind of bars in there.
If you're losing your soul and you know it, then you've still got a soul left to lose.
Never get out of bed before noon.
Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live.
That's what friendship means -- sharing the prejudice of experience.
There will always be something to ruin our lives, it all depends on what or which finds us first. We are always ripe and ready to be taken.
Why do you haggle your beauty?
To do a dull thing with style-now that's what I call art.
peace an happiness to me
were signs of
inferiority,
tenants of the weak
an
addled
mind.
The difference between a democracy and a dictatorship is that in a democracy you vote first and take orders later; in a dictatorship you don't have to waste your time voting.
Bad taste creates many more millionaires than good taste.
my life not their death
my death not their death.
If you want to know who your friends are, get yourself a jail sentence.
or are the forces of life greater than we are?
Joan of Arc had style. Jesus had style.
You begin saving the world by saving one man at a time; all else is grandiose romanticism or politics.
I can't love a woman.
The pest, in a sense, is a very superior being to us he knows where to find us and how --usually in the bath or in sexual intercourse or asleep.
Sex is interesting, but it's not totally important. I mean it's not even as important (physically) as excretion. A man can go seventy years without a piece of ass, but he can die in a week without a bowel movement.
What can we do with it, this Humanity?
Humanity, you never had it to begin with.
There is a time to stop reading, there is a time to STOP trying to WRITE, there is a time to kick the whole bloated sensation of ART out on its whore-ass.
I wish I could ring in some bravery.
or in mounting the
body of some poor
drunken female
whose life had
slipped away into
sorrow.
Genius might be the ability to say a profound thing in a simple way.
Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show. The earth swarmed with them.
An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.
Before you kill something make sure you have something better to replace it with something better than political opportunist slamming hate horse shit in the public park.
I'm a man, baby, understand that?
Beauty is nothing, beauty won't stay.
We have wasted History like a bunch of drunks shooting dice back in the men's crapper of the local bar.
Well, people got attatched. Once you cut the umbilical cord they attatched to the other things. Sight, sound, sex, money, mirages, mothers, masturbation, murder, and Monday morning hangovers.
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