I don't even hate books anymore.

I don't know which side is anybody on any more. I don't really care. There is a moment when we have to transcend the side we're on and understand that we are creatures of a higher order.

I'm neither left or right. I'm just staying home tonight, getting lost in that hopeless little screen.

Your heart opens and of course you're completely panicked because you're used to guarding this organ with your life.

My heart sings of your longing for me, and my thoughts climb down to marvel at your mercy. I do not fear as you gather up my days. Your name is the sweetness of time, and you carry me close into the night, speaking consolations, drawing down lights from the sky, saying, See how the night has no terrors for one who remembers the name.

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.

Suffering, violent suffering, seems to be something that corresponds with something that we experience.