The appeal of cinema lies in the fear of death.
Blood is the rose of mysterious union.
We fear violence less than our own feelings. Personal, private, solitary pain is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict.
All our songs are about love, travel and death.
There are no laws, there are no rules, just grab your friend and love him.
...most of the press were vultures descending on the scene for curious America aplomb. Cameras inside the coffin interviewing worms.