A man can live on his wits and his balls for only so long.

I felt a tremendous distance between myself and everything real.

Fiction is based on reality unless you're a fairytale artist.

I learned a long time ago that reality was much weirder than anyone's imagination.

No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it up to forced consciousness expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten.

Life has become immeasurably better since I have been forced to stop taking it seriously.