Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain.

Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.

There are no laws, there are no rules, just grab your friend and love him.

The future is uncertain but the end is always near.

Where are the feasts we were promised? Where is the wine, the new wine, dying on the vine.

the time to hesitate is through no time to wallowin the mire Try now we can only lose and our love become a funeral pyre

Death Makes Angels of us all.