I gotta friend who spends his life, stabbing my picture with a bowie knife. Dreams of strangling me with a scarf, when my name comes up he pretends to barf.

Peace is the time it takes to reload your rifle.

Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take to find dignity.

Some formulas are too complex and I don't want anything to do with them.

Everyone of them words rang true and glowed like burning coal, pouring off every page like it was written in my soul from me to you.

Everything in New Orleans is a good idea.

I used to think it's better if you just live and die and no one knows who you are.