Your first impulse is to share good news, your second is to club someone with it.

What you don’t know, you can’t tell. Or made to tell.

We have once again succeeded in destroying what we could not create.

You know what talent is? The curse of expectation. As a kid you have to deal with that, beat it somehow. If you can write, you think God put you on earth to blow Shakespeare away. Or if you can paint, maybe you think--I did--that God put you on earth to blow your father away.

Some tears have to be cried no matter what the hour- until they are, they simply rave and burn inside.

See the BEAR of fearsome size! All the WORLD'S within his eyes. TIME grows thin, the past is a riddle; The TOWER awaits you in the middle.

Your Plan and the stuff that comes out of my asshole bear a suspicious resemblance to each other.