Carrying a loaded firearm is the gateway crime to committing a murder.
Well, I get excited about music.
It is difficult to recognize true love, the one which you feel for the other person, when for years the girls, even more than one per night, after concerts would sneak in our beds and were willing to do everything - group sex also - just to stay with Anthony Kiedis and the Red Hot.
You know what's the worst? Being a 16 year old girl who loves a famous Singer, not solely for his looks, but because you truly believe he is talented and devoted and you agree deeply with his message. Because no matter how intelligently and fully you can express that, people will assume you're just a silly teenager who thinks a famous guy is cute.
It seems like the chaos of this world is accelerating, but so is the beauty in the consciousness of more and more people.
I've wanted to feel pleasure to the point of insanity. They call it getting high, because it's wanting to know that higher level, that godlike level. You want to touch the heavens, you want to feel glory and euphoria, but the trick is it takes work. You can't buy it, you can't get it on a street corner, you can't steal it or inject it or shove it up your ass, you have to earn it.
Just the kind of girl I liked—the weirdo in the bunch.
I want my permanent address to be in Oklahoma. Someday, when I get married and I have kids, that's where I want to raise my kids.
Applaud my friends, the comedy is over. . . [on his death bed]
Life is not easy for any for us.
You're a bore, I said to me. You're puny. You're lacking in quality, like a pair of factory-rejected Fruit of the Loom shorts. And this was without considering any sexual problems, since I've never had sex with anyone except myself.