I love nature, in spite of what it did to me.
Without passion, the powers-that-be can run roughshod over you.
I fear for the future of the planet. But in a funny way, I'm even sanguine about that.
There's the media-driven universe, in which the public perceives you in a superficial way. Then there's the universe that you actually inhabit, where you have to get up even if you didn't sleep so well, and you feel like crap and your face is swollen.
We're all divine, but I was the only one who had the nerve to call myself that.
Sometimes, when I wake up, my soul is in another city!