There will always be an underground.

The police are asking through the bedroom door, why did I make a batch of strawberry daiquiris before I called them? Because we were out of raspberries. Because, can't they see, it just does not matter. Time was not of the essence.

Life is short, death is forever

You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be.

We're the culture that cried wolf.

People have to deal with their issues together; they have to expose themselves and kind of exhaust themselves.

Nothing is static. Even the Mona Lisa is falling apart. Since fight club, I can wiggle half the teeth in my jaw. Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer. Maybe self-destruction is the answer.