Take a walk on the wild side.

When I saw that combination of grace and power, the fast and the soft, the yin and the yang, that's what I'd been looking for.

You do what you love, or you get arrested.

The sickness of the mother runs on through the girl, leaving her small and helpless. Liquor flies through her brain with the force of a gun, leaving her running in circles.

Over what guilty spirit to not hear the beating, to not hear the beating, but only tears of perfect moan, only tears of perfect moan.

The gay people know where I'm at. Straight people may not know where I'm at, but they find it kind of interesting when they show up and see what is sitting around them.

Underachievers of the world unite, you have nothing to lose except your fright.