Words Are More Treacherous And

If Literature Isn't Everything, It's Not Worth A Single Hour Of Someone's Trouble.

We Will Not Go To Heaven,goetz, And Even If We Both Entered It, We Would Not Have Eyes To See Each Other, Nor Hands To Touch Each Other. Up There, God Gets All The Attention.... We Can Only Love On This Earth And Against God.

Smooth And Smiling Faces Everywhere, But Ruin In Their Eyes.

The Revolution You Dream Of Is Not Ours. You Don't Want To Change The World; You Want To Blow It Up.

You Must Be Like Me; You Must Suffer In Rhythm.