My theory is that church used to be that place. Instead of being a place where you went to look good, it was a place where you could risk going every week to look your worst.

Love is bullshit. Emotion is bullshit.

These days, most of the people you hear laughing are dead.

You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.

Without pain, without sacrifice we would have nothing. Like the first monkey shot into space.

The big reason why folks leave a small town,' Rant used to say, 'is so they can moon over the idea of going back. And the reason they stay put is so they can moon about getting out.' Rant meant that no one is happy, anywhere.

Some people are just born human, the rest of us, we take a lifetime to get there.