No one gets out of here alive.

I think people resist freedom because they're afraid of the unknown. But it's ironic....That unknown was once very well known. It's where our souls belong....The only solution is to confront them - confront yourself - with the greatest fear imaginable. Expose yourself to your deepest fear. After that, fear has no power, and fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.

Drugs are a bet with your mind.

You feel your strength in the experience of pain.

All our lives we sweat and save, Building for a shallow grave.

Each generation wants new symbols, new people, new names. They want to divorce themselves from their predecessors.

I want to have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flames.