The songs are my lexicon. I believe the songs.
The radio makes hideous sounds.
I accept chaos, I'm not sure whether it accepts me.
Art can lead you to God. I think that's the purpose of everything. If it's not doing that, what's it doing? It's leading you the other way. It's certainly not leading you nowhere.
Love is all there is, it makes the world go around. Love and only love, it can't be denied.
Abe said, where do you want this killing done? God said, out on highway 61.