"I have to go, I have to go... Where the fuck does everybody go when they have to go, huh?"

"I'd give them yellow roses... And if they got too loud I would just put them someplace quiet... I'd put them in the oven. And I'd kiss them every day. And tell them 'You don't have to be anybody...' Because I would know that being somebody doesn't make you anybody anyway."

"Life and death, energy and peace... If I stopped today, it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I have made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul. It was worth it. For having been allwoed to walk where I've walked. Which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth. Back again, into, under, far in between. Through it. In it and above."