Inspiration needs disease, injury, madness.

The liberator who destroys my property is fighting to save my spirit. The teacher who clears all possessions from my path will set me free.

Hey, you created me! I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!

The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because it's only intangibles, ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die.

We all want to explain ourselves. Nobody wants to be forgotten.

The problem with every story is you tell it after the fact.

Fathers. Mothers. With all their caring and attention. They will fuck you up, every time.