Help me, ” I sobbed. “I beg you, help me.” My eyes burned, butno tears came. I had lost the basic human ability to weep. Human…Iam no longer human. “Destroy me. Take pity and send me on my way.

The demon blood inside me burned my soul to ashes long ago.I am a monster who once dreamed he was a man. Never mistakeme again.

You are a gift to life. Share your bounty.

and our few good times will be rare because we have the critical senseand are not easy to fool with laughter

We must all hang together else we shalFall hang separately.

Just say anything without even caring if it is true. That is how riots start.

Do what you can, with what you have and do it now!

I like a lot of electronica. I like older jazz rather than newer.

I was keen on sports-that's how my nose got this way. It's not actually broken; the nose was just pushed up a little bit and moved over. It's an aquiline nose, quite Irish.

So bright the tear in Beauty's eye, Love half regrets to kiss it dry.

There's no borderline for the things that I can say, do, and create.

I don't ever want to get boxed in, playing the same characters, over and over again. That's why I prefer features over television.