I will walk heavy, and I will walk strange.
Passion has little to do with euphoria and everything to do with patience. It is not about feeling good. It is about endurance. Like patience, passion comes from the same Latin root: pati. It does not mean to flow with exuberance. It means to suffer.
Who has never killed an hour?
It is hungry, it it immortal. Worse, it knows nothing of whim.
Love of love written by the broken hearted, love of life written by the dead.
Explanation is not half as strong as experience but experience is not half as strong as experience and understanding