...an everlasting funeral marches round your heart.
Why am I trying to become what I don’t want to be … when all I want is out there, waiting for me the minute I say I know who I am.
Be liked and you will never want.
Sometimes...it's better for a man just to walk away. But if you can't walk away? I guess that's when it's tough.
The Devil is precise; the marks of his presence are definite as stone.
And yet one can't forever stand on the shore; at some point, even if filled with indecision, skepticism, reservation and doubt, you either jump in or concede that life is forever elsewhere.