The Gate Is Straight, Deep

I'll Never Wake Up In A Good Mood Again. I'm Tired Of These Stinky Boots

Take An Indian Home To Lunch.

No One Here Gets Out Alive.

I Am Interested In Anything About Revolt, Disorder, Chaos-especially Activity That Seems To Have No Meaning. It Seems To Me To Be The Road Toward Freedom... Rather Than Starting Inside, I Start Outside And Reach The Mental Through The Physical.

No Eternal Reward Will Forgive Us Now For Wasting The Dawn.