It’s nice enough to make a man weep, but I don’t weep, do you?

The free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it

Love breaks my bones and I laugh

It was like a church in there as only the truly lost sit in bars on Tuesday mornings at 8:00 a.m.

the free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it - basically because you feel good, very good, when you are near or with them.

why don't we go back out there and tell them what happened? because nothing happened except that everybody has been driven insane and stupid by life. in this society there are only two things that count: don't be caught without money and don't get caught high on any kind of high. (Night Streets of Madness)

Pain is strange. A cat killing a bird, a car accident, a fire.... Pain arrives, BANG, and there it is, it sits on you. It's real. And to anybody watching, you look foolish. Like you've suddenly become an idiot. There's no cure for it unless you know somebody who understands how you feel, and knows how to help.