Perfume was first created to mask the stench of foul and offensive odors... Spices and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat... What then was music created for? Was it to drown out the voices of others, or the voices within ourselves? I think I know.

I still own my heart, which I know because it hurts so much.

I've been completely fascinated with history because it tells everything about what's going to happen next because it's cyclical, everything repeats in general.

Once upon a time is now.

Why can I never go back to bed? Who's is the voice ringing in my head? Where is the sense in these desperate dreams? Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?

I only sleep with people I love, which is why I have insomnia.

There is no suggestion box in the Psych Ward.