The drive of unliving things is stronger than the drive of living things.
It’s easy to win. Anybody can win.
THE ONLY REAL FAILURE IS TO FAIL OTHERS.
The most dangerous kind of person is one who is afraid of his own shadow.
Strange how paranoia can link up with reality now and then, briefly.
Life is only heavy and none else; there is only the one trip, all heavy. Heavy that leads to the grave. For everyone and everything.
In wretched little lives like that, someone must intervene. Or at least mark their sad comings and goings. Mark and if possible permanently record, so they’ll be remembered. For a better day, later on, when people will understand.
Imagine being sentient but not alive. Seeing and even knowing, but not alive. Just looking out. Recognizing but not being alive. A person can die and still go on. Sometimes what looks out at you from a person’s eyes maybe died back in childhood.
IF I HAD KNOWN IT WAS HARMLESS I WOULD HAVE KILLED IT MYSELF.
Everything in life is just for a while.
Drug misuse is not a disease, it is a decision, like the decision to step out in front of a moving car. You would call that not a disease but an error of judgment.
Any given man sees only a tiny portion of the total truth, and very often, in fact almost … perpetually, he deliberately deceives himself about that little precious fragment as well.
