[Eliza Hodgkins 1812]

I'll never understand my own desire to be cruel sometimes. But it's there, and it's a hungry animal, I tell yah. Fortunately, it's pretty easy to repress because, ultimately, my desire to be kind is stronger.

I'll never understand why some people only listen to one kind of music.

I don't understand why there needs to be a distinction between low and high art. I'm just f**king glad when it's art people are making, and not bombs.

Speaking of bombs, I don't understand why everyone on the planet can't seem to agree that nuclear disarmament and the promise to NEVER build a nuke again is absolutely the best, most wonderful option for us all. I understand it may be impossible to end the war instinct, but we can at least avoid a global catastrophe, can't we?

I also don't understand why 80's fasion EVER had to rear its GROTESQUE head again in this decade.

I do, however, understand why anise toothpaste makes my mouth feel numb. At least I understand that.