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We start off with high hopes, then we bottle it. We realise that we’re all going to die, without really finding out the big answers. We develop all those long-winded ideas which just interpret the reality of our lives in different ways, without really extending our body of worthwhile knowledge, about the big things, the real things. Basically, we live a short disappointing life; and then we die.

Clayton’s always a good target for us if there’s a lull in the conversation. If adversaries like that didn’t exist, you’d need to invent them, to give life some drama, some structure, some meaning.

Erect clits, spread pussy lips with sort of highlights on them to suggest wetness, over the shoulder invitations to anal entry, each goose bump and pubic hair painstakingly set down in photographic detail.

"Today, early as it was, Doc still had to edge his way past a line of B12- deficient customers which already stretched back to the parking lot, beach town housewives of a certain melancholy index, actors with casting calls to show up at, deeply tanned geezers looking ahead to an active day of schmoozing along half asleep, chain smoking, talking to themselves, sliding one by one into the lobby of the little cinder"

Why not opt for a sensual life instead of a life of grueling work? When you're at heaven's gate the guy who has spent all his time chasing women and has a sybaritic life gets in, and you get in, too. The only reason i can think of not to is, its another form of denial of death. You delude yourself that theres reason to lead a meaningful life, a productive life of work. Truth is you wind up in same place.

The avant-grade in every field consist of the lonely, the friendless, the uninvited. All the progress is the product of the unpopular. People in love-with nurturing, attentive non-movie-star parents-they would never invent gravity. Nothing except deep misery leads to real success. Jane Austen made a deliberate choice not to enliven her wry narratives with emoticons, so I shan't either.

Religions exist because people would rather have the wrong answer than no answer at all.

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Yet, ironically that was exactly what my very life had come to represent. It was all about excess; about crossing over forbidden lines, about doing things you thought you'd never do and associating with who were even wilder than your self, so you'd feel that much more normal about your own life.