Sky of blackness and sorrow, sky of love, sky of tears. Sky of glory and sadness, sky of mercy, sky of fear.

We're gonna play some pool, skip some school, act real cool, stay out all night, it's gonna be alright.

From the beginning, I imagined I would have a long work life.

It's hard to be a saint in the city.

Physical pain is my friend. I pursue it every night for four hours.

Yeah, I had gay friends. The first thing I realized was that everybody's different, and it becomes obvious that all of the gay stereotypes are ridiculous.

I want a thousand guitars . . .