
Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don't walk behind me, I may not lead.
Walk beside me and be my friend.
The only war that matters is the war against the imagination
When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced.
Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice
Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever
Mother is the name for God on the lips an hearts of all children.
"hope is a bird with giant wings
it can carry you anywhere
truth is the gun that shoots it down
and aims at you as you fall"
MY OWN QUOTE
I don't fear death because I know the man.
And he's got nothing especial against me.
But I am afraid of not living enough to have a
good tale to tell him, on the long walk back home.
Suicide is romantic with its intimacy.
Just you and whatever you imagine.
For your dancing where the dogs decay, deficating ecstacy.
We are the Keepers, you are our children. We shall protect you from the nightmare that is reality
The web is a dominatrix. Every where I turn, I see little buttons ordering me to Submit.
When a man lies he murders some part of the world These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives
I want to be born as a tear in your eye, live on your soft cheek, and die on your sweet lips.
Beliefs are dangerous. Beliefs allow the mind to stop functioning.
A non-functioning mind is clinically dead. o Believe in nothing...
Don't say you do not have the time, when time does not exist,
only the illusion of
time persists!
You are beautiful, I can see it within your eyes at Midnight.
Normality is a curse for the weak.
How on earth do you stand having "In God We Trust" imprinted
on every dime, nickel and quarter in your pocket?
the reply...
Look at it this way, I use this religious symbolic currency to buy my
porn.
Stand aside, boys - I have a class B Goth License which allows me to
handle powerful machinery like ...
this gorgeous creature here. Good
mooorning. *Nice* boots, by the way ...
Lord, what fools these mortals be!- puck from a midsummer nights dream
Life is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound a fury, signifying nothing.-William shakespear