I give you soul. I give you wisdom and light and music and a bit of laughter. Also, I am the world's greatest horseplayer.

we only asked for leopards to guard our thinning dreams.

I am this fiery snail crawling home.

Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two.

Goodness can be found sometimes in the middle of hell.

So, that’s what they wanted: lies. Beautiful lies. That’s what they needed. People were fools. It was going to be easy for me.

I sit here drunk now. I am a series of small victories and large defeats and I am as amazed as any other that I have gotten from there to here without committing murder or being murdered; without having ended up in the madhouse. as I drink alone again tonight my soul despite all the past agony thanks all the gods who were not there for me then.