When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud, I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.

If you're not busy being born, you're busy dying.

Charity is suppose to cover up for a multitude of sins.

I don't think I'm tangible to myself.

They self-inflict punishment on their own broken lives, put their faith in their possessions, in their jobs, or their wives.

We never thought we could ever get old.

Now, each of us has his own special gift And you know this was meant to be true. And if you don't underestimate me I won't underestimate you.