Chuck Said, “hey. How Many Surrealists Does

I Normally Can't Stand Vice-free People. They Conflate A Narcissistic Instinct For Self-preservation With Moral Superiority. Plus, They Suck The Life Right Out Of A Party.

The Foundation Of Your Life Is Luck. Hard Work And Talent Make Up The Difference.

She Smiled Darkly And Shook Her Head. 'i'm Not Crazy. I'm Not. Of Course What Else Would A Crazy Person Claim? That's The Kafkaesque Genius Of It All. If You're Not Crazy But People Have Told The World You Are, Then All Your Protests To The Contrary Just Underscore Their Point. Do You See What I'm Saying?

And He Hated Himself And Hated Her,too, For The Ruin They'd Made Of Each Other.

He Wanted To Ask Her What Sound A Heart Made When It Broke From Pleasure, When Just The Sight Of Someone Filled You The Way Food, Blood, And Air Never Could, When You Felt As If You'd Been Born For Only One Moment And This, For Whatever Reason, Was It.