Who was I? What was I? Whence did I come?

My dreams were at once more fantastic and agreeable than my writings.

I'm a creature of fine sensations.

The fickleness of the women I love is only equaled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me.

When a man wants to murder a tiger he calls it sport; when a tiger wants to murder him he calls it ferocity.

i heard someone tried the monkeys-on-typewriters bit trying for the plays of W. Shakespeare$$$ but all they got was the collected works of Francis Bacon.

Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. And never mix up your right foot with your left. And will you succeed?Yes! You will$$$ indeed!(98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.)

Thank goodness for all the things you are not$$$ thank goodness you're not something someone forgot$$$ and left all alone in some punkerish place$$$ like a rusty tin coat hanger hanging in space.

Only you can control your future.

Bitch$$$ Im here to tell you that its going to be all right. Well get through this shit$$$ motherfucker$$$ just you wait.