Why can I never set my heart on a possible thing?
Love dries up, I thought as I walked back to the bathroom, even faster than sperm.
Understand me. I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.
Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?
and when love came to us twice and lied to us twice we decided to never love again that was fair fair to us and fair to love itself. we ask for no mercy or no miracles; we are strong enough to live and to die and to kill flies, attend the boxing matches, go to the racetrack, live on luck and skill, get alone, get alone often, and if you can't sleep alone be careful of the words you speak in your sleep; and ask for no mercy no miracles; and don't forget: time is meant to be wasted, love fails and death is useless.
I just want a hot cup of coffee,black,and I don’t want to hear about your troubles.
Almost everyone is born a genius and buried an idiot.
Sometimes during solitude I hear truth spoken with clarity and freshness; uncolored and untranslated it speaks from within myself in a language original but inarticulate, heard only with the soul, and I realize I brought it with me, was never taught it nor can I efficiently teach it to another.
Funeral: a pageant whereby we attest our respect for the dead by enriching the undertaker, and strengthen our grief by an expenditure that deepens our groans and doubles our tears.
While you are not able to serve men, how can you serve spirits of the dead. . . While you do not know life, how can you know about death
I'm usually going to make a record, finish a record, start a record or start a tour or between tours.