“Oh, God, if I’m anything by a clinical name, I’m a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I think people are plotting to make me happy.”

“Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.”

“The more you talk about it, rehash it, rethink it, cross analyze it, debate it, respond to it, get paranoid about it, compete with it, complain about it, immortalize it, cry over it, kick it, defame it, stalk it, gossip about it, pray over it, put it down or dissect its motives it continues to rot in your brain. It is dead. It is over. It is gone. It is done. It is time to bury it because it is smelling up your life and no one wants to be near your rotted corpse of memories and decaying attitude. Be the funeral director of your life and bury that thing!”

“My parents are going to kill me!””That seems rather harsh…”

“This is a mournful discovery.1)Those who agree with you are insane2)Those who do not agree with you are in power.”

“Let me never fall into the vulgar mistake of dreaming that I am persecuted whenever I am contradicted.”