Today [people] are ready to take emergency cures, whatever they are, if it's violence, if it's a fascination with serial killing or whatever - the discomfort is so intense. Maybe it's always been like that, certainly it is now.

It's not a cry you can hear at night. It's not somebody who has seen the light. It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.

In our rags of light, all dressed to kill.

Growing old becomes clear to you at a certain point. I think it's after the age of 70 you realize - you begin to actually be convinced - you're growing older.

I have to finish it in order to know whether it deserves to survive.

I'm afraid to live any place but in expectation. I'm no life-risk.

I bargain now. I offer buttons for his love.