My daddy used to tell me not to chew on somethin that was eatin you.

If you think about some of the things that are being talked about by thoughtful, intelligent scientists, you realize that in 100 years the human race won't even be recognizable.

In his dream she was sick and he cared for her. The dream bore the look of sacrifice but he thought differently. He did not take care of her and she died alone somewhere in the dark and there is no other dream nor other waking world and there is no other tale to tell.

Life is a memory, and then it is nothing.

You either stick or you quit. And I wouldnt quit you I dont care what you done.

Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from.

Your god must once have stood at a dawn of infinite possibilities, and this is what he's made of it. You tell me that I want God's love? I don't. Perhaps I want forgiveness, but there's no-one to ask it of. And there's no going back, there's no setting things right, there's only the hope of nothingness.