Writers have to put up with this editor thing; it is ageless and eternal and wrong.
From Charles Bukowski
Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live.
We have wasted History like a bunch of drunks shooting dice back in the men's crapper of the local bar.
The male, for all his bravado and exploration, is the loyal one, the one who generally feels love. The female is skilled at betrayal and torture and damnation.
If you want to know who your friends are, get yourself a jail sentence.
The female loves to play man against man. And if she is in a position to do it, there is not one who will resist.
To do a dull thing with style-now that's what I call art.
I don't like jail, they got the wrong kind of bars in there.
The thing that I fear discriminating against is humor and truth.
A cat is only itself, representative of the strong forces of life that won't let go.
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