I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos-especially activity that seems to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom... Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.

We fear violence less than our own feelings. Personal, private, solitary pain is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict.

I like people who shake other people up and make them feel uncomfortable.

Give me songs to sing and emerald dreams to dream and I'll give you love unfolding.

I'll never wake up in a good mood again. I'm tired of these stinky boots

When you make your peace with authority, you become authority.

Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light? Or just another lost angel... City of Night?