Each man's hell is in a different place: mine is just up and behind my ruined face.

I do not like to work and have no trade but i do like to eat, so this is basic, the basic training of slaves to fear.

If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.

My dear, Find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it kill you and let it devour your remains. For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover. ~ Falsely yours

My heart is a thousand years old. I am not like other people.

Are you becoming what you've always hated?

I don’t understand people, never will. It looks like I got to travel pretty much alone.