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.

We had people fainting during the last tour, but I'm aiming for people to actually drop dead at this one.

Life is not like Gloomy Sunday, with a second ending when the people are disturbed.

I'm bipolar, but I'm not crazy, and I never was. I'm stark raving sane.

Then I break a glass and I slit my very innermost thigh so that I can pretend that I'm menstru--- well, unavailable.

If that happens again someone's gonna get shot.... with an arrow of love!

And falling's just another way to fly.