Its where my demons hide.

The path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell.

I wanna have the truthI wanna shelter you-Demons

Life, " said Simone St. James..."is stitched together from a series of mistakes, some little, some big, like the patches on the clothes we wore growin' up, you know

Be strong in spirit, you can conquer every circumstance.

There are a shitload of songs about being in love with someone who doesn't love you back and I talk about weed and my cat and being lazy a lot.

Politics is the food of sense exposed to the hunger of folly.

While Lincoln thus became a lawyer, he did not cease to remain a politician.

After being so bad I could hear the angels singing.

God is not someone or something separate but is the suchness in each moment, the underlying reality.

We won't be signing off until the world ends. We'll be on, and we will cover the end of the world, live, and that will be our last event . . . we'll play 'Nearer, My God, to Thee' before we sign off.

Your calamity was sent to bring you back to the Quran. But the greater calamity is that you missed the point.