Behind every beautiful thing, there's some kind of pain.

All the money you made will never buy back your soul.

Good intentions can be evil, both hands are full of grease. You know, sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.

It may look like I'm moving but I'm standing still.

And it dawned on me that I might have to change my inner thought patterns... that I would have to start believing in possibilities that I wouldn't have allowed before, that I had been closing my creativity down to a very narrow, controllable scale... that things had become too familiar and I might have to disorientate myself. p.71

The truth that I am seeking is in your missing file.

Bent out of shape from society's pliers, cares not to come up any higher, but rather get you down in the hole that he's in.