I came to New York to see what I could see - that's from a children's book, isn't it? - and to find the living part.
I'm greedy; I'd like to keep most of it for myself and a few others, a few of my friends . . . to keep that superlative high, just on the cusp of each day . . . so that I'd radiate sunshine.
I think drugs are like strawberries and peaches.