A year jammed full of adventure and misadventure, strides forward and many steps backward, another year in my topsy-turvy, Jekyll-and-Hyde existence.
Memory is the only afterlife I have ever believed in. But the forgetting inside us cannot be stopped. We are programmed to betray.
Every true artist is at war with the world.
Just the kind of girl I liked—the weirdo in the bunch.
The fact that my circumstances had changed drastically but my behavior hadn't was beginning to wear on me.
I stopped hating and started just being. My whole life, I had been the most defensive person you'd meet, unable to tolerate any criticism. But now I started listening and being.
She wasn't about to go down that road herself, which was a testament to her spiritual awakening and her commitment to sanity. It was a real blessing that she didn't follow me, because oftentimes, people go out together and one comes back and the othe...
Nothing was working, and my friend was dead, and I didn't want to look at that.
A certain amount of volatility and drama can me healthy and keep things fun and interesting if you're willing at any moment during a fight to say, 'This means nothing. I love you, let's forget about it.
I've wanted to feel pleasure to the point of insanity. They call it getting high, because it's wanting to know that higher level, that godlike level. You want to touch the heavens, you want to feel glory and euphoria, but the trick is it takes work. ...
I didn't care if he was a genius or a fucking idiot, he was rotting away, and it wasn't fun to watch.
Every time you empty your vessel of that energy, fresh new energy comes flooding in.
I didn't have to go all the way to India for spiritual enlightenment. The blue-collar spirituality of everyday life was right in front of me, it was in every nook and cranny if I wanted to seek it, but I had chosen to ignore it.
One of the better definitions of insanity - doing the exact same thing over and over and expecting the result to be different.
When you realize that there's a name and a description for this condition that you thought was insanity, you've identified the problem, and now you can do something about it.
She was probably the girl I loved the most of all my girlfriends, but also the toughest one to make things work out with. If I had put that much effort into any of my other relationships, I'd be married with five kids now.
When I looked into her eyes, I saw an invisible spirit of something that I already loved.
Music itself was color-blind but the media and the radio stations segregate it based on their perceptions of the artists.
