God gives the nuts, but he does not crack them. – Franz Kafka
How pathetically scanty my self-knowledge is compared with, say, my knowledge of my room. There is no such thing as observation of the inner world, as there is of the outer world. – Franz Kafka
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself. – Franz Kafka
At 13, when I was a runaway, I was taken in by the most amazing drag queens in Portland, Ore. We didnt always know where our next meal was coming from, but there was so much camaraderie and love. Not to mention, those girls could paint a face, and I learned how because of them. – Rose McGowan