..Breaking yet budding, dying yet living - standingamongst ruins and rage, reaching for possibilitiesplaying hard to get.

I want topeel away all the labelsI had once given to othersand place themupon the fabricof my own identity.They have reflected back to me, everything that I refuseto See in myself.

I see that you are heartlessly clever.For you know how to Love, but not Forever. You still return to me in flashes, so strong it clouds my Mind.The fire has turned to ashes, and yet, you’re not behind.

I finally wentwhere everyone goesand I realizedI wasnevermissingout.

Of everythingI have ever endured, YOUareMy Favourite Tragedy.

I clung to each word that fell from his lips like a spider to a web.

All beings tremble before violence.All fear death.All love life.See yourself in others.Then whom can you hurt?What harm can you do?

What religion a man shall have is a historical accident, quite as much as what language he shall speak.

Skillfully engaging in intimate relationships can be one of the most potent spiritual practices.

Jesus didn't die for us so we could pretend to be something we're not.

We live through sound and light—through our technologies.

If you're looking for a place with no change, try a soda machine.

Doesn't every band sort of appropriate their influences into what they do? I guess that would be my defence: if you're making something, you kinda can't help being a conduit for other things.

When you do something for world peace, peace among groups, peace among individuals, or your own inner peace, you improve the total peace picture.

The easiest thing in the world for me is to pay attention.