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Getting Drunk . . . You're In Complete Control Up To A Point. It's Your Choice, Every Time You Take A Sip. You Have A Lot Of Small Choices. It's Like . . . I Guess It's The Difference Between Suicide And Slow Capitulation . . .

I See Myself As A Huge Fiery Comet, A Shooting Star. Everyone Stops, Points Up And Gasps "oh Look At That!" Then - Whoosh, And I'm Gone... And They'll Never See Anything Like It Ever Again... And They Won't Be Able To Forget Me - Ever.

I've Always Thought Comparisons Were Useless And Ugly. It Is A Short Cut To Thinking.

People Are Afraid Of Themselves, Of Their Own Reality; Their Feelings Most Of All. People Talk About How Great Love Is, But That's Bullshit. Love Hurts. Feelings Are Disturbing. People Are Taught That Pain Is Evil And Dangerous. How Can They Deal With Love If They're Afraid To Feel? Pain Is Meant To Wake Us Up. People Try To Hide Their Pain. But They're Wrong. Pain Is Something To Carry, Like A Radio. You Feel Your Strength In The Experience Of Pain. It's All In How You Carry It.

Twentieth-century Culture's Disease Is The Inability To Feel Their Reality. People Cluster To Tv, Soap Operas, Movies, Theater, Pop Idols And They Have Wild Emotion Over Symbols. But In The Reality Of Their Own Lives, They're Emotionally Dead.