In My View, The Only

The Job Of Art Is To Chase Ugliness Away.

Every Artist Is A Cannibal/every Poet Is A Thief/all Kill For Inspiration/and Then Sing About The Grief.

Every Age Has Its Massive Moral Blind Spots. We Might Not See Them, But Our Children Will.

You Know, God Has Some Really Weird Kids, And I Find It Hard To Be In Their Company Most Of The Time.

The Human Heart Is Greedy; It Will Use Religion, Color, Or Any Other Excuse To Justify Its Greed. Blame The Human Heart.