It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.

“I sit heredrunk now.I am a series ofsmall victoriesand large defeatsand I am as…”

“Everybody had to conform, find a mold to fit into. Doctor, lawyer, soldier -- i…”

“Few beautiful women were willing to indicate in public that they belonged to so…”

“You have to die a few times before you can reallylive.”