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Oh, New Orleans is such freedom.

This liberal doxy must be impaled on the member of a particularly large stallion!

Had that poor Reilly kook really been proud of Levy Pants? He had always said that he was. That was one good sign of his insanity.

You can always tell employees of the government by the total vacancy which occupies the space where most other people have faces.

It would bring all of my latent anxieties to a head, and the result, I fear, would be very ugly indeed.

I should have known that every time I open the door of my room I am literally opening a Pandora's Box.

Jail was preferable. There they only limited you physically. In a mental ward they tampered with your soul and worldview and mind.

Will you please stop screeching like a fishmonger and run along? Don't you have a bottle of muscatel baking in the oven?

You must realize the fear and hatred which my weltanschauung instills in people.

Myrna was not astigmatic; the lenses were clear glass; she wore the glasses to prove her dedication and intensity of purpose.

Possession of anything new or expensive only reflected a person's lack of theology and geometry; it could even cast doubts upon one's soul.

Mrs. Reilly called in that accent that occurs south of New Jersey only in New Orleans, that Hoboken near the Gulf of Mexico.

Filth!' Ignatious shouted, spewing wet popcorn over rows. 'How dare she pretend to be a virgin. Look at her degenerate face. Rape her!

Is my paranoia getting completely out of hand, or are you mongoloids really talking about me?

Schiller needed the scent of apples rotting in his desk in order to write. I, too, have my needs.

Oh, Fortuna, you capricious sprite!

Martyrdom is meaningless in our age.

Stop!' I cried imploringly to my god-like mind.

Leaving New Orleans also frightened me considerably. Outside of the city limits the heart of darkness, the true wasteland begins.

With the breakdown of the medieval system, the gods of chaos, lunacy, and bad taste gained ascendancy.

Do I believe the total perversion that I am witnessing?

In my private apocalypse he will be impaled upon his own nightstick.

I really don't have the time to discuss the errors of your value judgements.

She appears to have been knocked a bit in her life already. Up rather than down. If she ever nears me, however, the direction will be reversed.

When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occassional cheese dip.

It's not your fate to be well treated," Ignatius cried. "You're an overt masochist. Nice treatment will confuse and destroy you.

Look at that. She think I got siphlus and TB and a hard-on and I gonna cut her up with a razor and lif her purse. Ooo-wee.

What is it, Gus? A problem? Are you having a problem? That's one of your problems. You never tell me your problems.

I thought that the vibrissae about my nostrils detected something unique while I was outside.

Ignatius, all at once you're your horrible old self. All at once I think I'm making a very big mistake.

I was appalled that so meaningless a person would dare such effrontery.

It will all end very badly, Gus

Canned food is a perversion,' Ignatius said. 'I suspect that it is ultimately very damaging to the soul.

Over the years I have become very good at getting out of things I don't want to do.

To you character is a psychosis. Integrity is a complex.

I don't drive. Will you kindly go away? I am waiting for my mother.

Apparently I am pushing a jinx about the streets. I am certain that I can do better with some other wagon. A new cart, a new start.

I am an anachronism. People realize this and resent it.

Mr. Gonzalez watched Mr. Zalatimo probing his long index finger high into one of his nostrils. What would this one do? His feet tingled with fear.

He resented my worldview rather actively.

Mothers got a hard road to travel, believe me.

All signs were pointing upward; his wheel was revolving skyward.

Oh, my God!" Ignatius bellowed from the front of the house. "What an egregious insult to good taste.

This guy was a real Pscyho' Mr. Levy said.
'To you character is a psychosis, integrity is a complex. I've heard it all before.

No wonder you've turned on me so savagely. I suspect that you are using me as a scapegoat for your own feelings of guilt.

Oh, shut up your little pussymouth, you mongoloid.

Fortuna, that vicious slut.

Health note: My stomach is getting out of bounds; the seams of my vendor's smock are creaking ominously.

The day before me is fraught with God knows what horrors.

Like two figures in the medieval Morality play, Pragmatism and Morality spar in the boxing ring of my brain.

You could tell by the way he talked, though, that he had gone to school a long time. That was probably what was wrong with him.

Please, go away!" Ignatius screamed. "You're shattering my religious ecstasy.

I want that Easter Ham. Where's my Thanksgiving Turkey? Miss Trixie snarled

Mother went out again tonight, looking like a courtesan.

Once a person was asked to step into this brutal century, anything could happen

Like a bitch in heat, I seem to attract a coterie of policemen and sanitation officials.

I bet you cook good, huh?" Darlene asked.
"Mother doesn't cook," Ignatius said dogmatically.
"She burns.

This...is a new crutch to help you make excuses for your meaningless, impotent existence.

Dictatorship naturally arises out of democracy, and the most aggravated form of tyranny and slavery out of the most extreme liberty.

a block that had moved into the twentieth century carelessly and uncaringly - and with very limited funds.

Go dangle your withered parts over the toilet!' Ignatius screamed savagely.

I suspect that I am the result of particularly weak conception on the part of my father. His sperm was probably emitted in a rather offhand manner.

My life is a rather grim one. One day I shall perhaps describe it to you in great detail.

I mingle with my peers or no one, and since I have no peers, I mingle with no one.

I refuse to "look up." Optimism nauseates me. It is perverse. Since man's fall, his proper position in the universe has been one of misery.

I doubt whether any hack, under pressure, could pen such atrocious melodrama,

Having once been so high, humanity fell so low. What had once been dedicated to the soul was now dedicated to the sale.

The heart is important at any age, I'm afraid.

Apparently I lack some particular perversion which today's employer is seeking.

Employers sense in me a denial of their values ... they fear me. i suspect that they can see that i am forced to function in a century which i loathe.

The human desire for food and sex is relatively equal. If there are armed rapes, why should there not be armed hot dog thefts?

When Fortuna spins you downward, go out to a movie and get more out of life.