Absolutely no way to escape enigmans.
Somewhere along the line I knew there'd be girls, visions, everything; somewhere along the line the pearl would be handed to me.
LA is the loneliest and most brutal of American cities.
I'm Catholic and I can't commit suicide, but I plan to drink myself to death.
And with joy you realize for the first time "Thinking's just like not thinking — So I don't have to think any more".
To the children and the innocent it's all the same.