We're reaching for death on the end of a candle We're trying for something that's already found us
Some of the worst mistakes of my life have been haircuts.
Windows work two ways, mirrors one way. You never walk through mirrors or swim through windows.
Blood is the rose of mysterious union.
Whoever controls the media, controls the mind.
How can I set free anyone who doesn't have the guts to stand up alone and declare his own freedom?