Sex is interesting but not totally important. I mean, it’s not even as important (physically) as excretion, a man can go 70 years without a piece of ass but he can die in a week without a bowel movement.
Revolution sounds very romantic, you know, but it ain’t, it’s blood and guts and madness; it’s little kids killed who get in the way, it’s little kids who don’t understand what the fuck is going on. it’s your whore, your wife ripped in the belly with a bayonet and then raped in the a** while you watch. it’s men torturing men who used to laugh at Mickey Mouse cartoons.
Knowledge without follow-through is worse than no knowledge at all. because if you’re guessing and it doesn’t work out you can just say, shit, the gods are against me. but if you know and don’t do, you’ve got attics and dark halls in your mind to walk up and down in and wonder about. this ain’t healthy, leads to unpleasant evenings, too much to drink and the shredding machine.
And what is your definition of a fool? A man who doesn’t realize that Time, Structure and Flesh are being mostly wasted. Who then is a wise man? There aren’t any wise men, sir. Then there can’t be any fools, if there isn’t any night there can’t be any day; if there isn’t any white there can’t be any black.