People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? 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. It's all in how you carry it.

Give form to the passing World. Freeways are a drama.

No one here gets out alive.

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

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

Drugs are a bet with your mind.

I wonder why people like to believe I'm high all the time. I guess . . . maybe they think someone else can take their trip for them.