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But To Believe That Getting Stuff Is The Purpose And Aim Of Life Is Madness.

There Are A Lot Of People In This Country Who Really Like My Writing. And A Lot Of Writers Respect Me. But The So-called Establishment? They Hate Me.

When I Stop Doing The Things That Make Me Unhappy, I Will Experience The Happiness That Is That Natural State Of Being. See, I Don't Think We Were Created With Some Pain And Misery And Whatever. I Think We Were Created By Whatever This Thing Is, When It Extended Itself, And, Here We Are. But I Pile On So Many Misconceptions That I End Up Uncomfortable In My Own Skin.

I Knew The Alphabet. Maybe I Could Be A Writer.

The Responsibility Of The Artist Is To Transcend The Human Ego.