Don't plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months. Before you know it, you got yourself a bad year. Take it from me - choke those little bad days. Choke 'em down to nothing.

Most of the things you absorb you will ultimately secrete.

I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things.

Never trust a man in a blue trench coat, never drive a car when you're dead

Sing me a rainbow. Steal me a dream.

You can learn a lot about a woman by getting smashed with her.

There's a place down the street; Seven Xs. What does that mean? Maybe it's... girls without skin.