Each day is a drive through history.
I am troubled, immeasurably by your eyes. I am struck by the feather of your soft reply. The sound of glass speaks quick, disdain and conceals what your eyes fight to explain.
Hatred is a very underestimated emotion.
Some people surrender their freedom willingly but others are forced to surrender it. Imprisonment begins with birth. Society, parents they refuse to allow you to keep the freedom you were born with. There are subtle ways to punish a person for daring to feel. You see that everyone around you has destroyed his true feeling nature. You imitate what you see.
When you make your peace with authority, you become authority.
Love cannot save you from your own fate.
There's the know. And there's the unknown. And what separates the two is the door, and that's what i wanta be. Ahh wanna be th' dooooooooorrr...
Violence isn't always evil. What's evil is the infatuation with violence.
I think the highest and lowest points are the important ones. Anything else is just...in between.
There may be a time when we'll attend Weather Theaters to recall the sensation of rain.
That’s what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is....Most people love you for who you pretend to be....To keep their love, you keep pretending - performing. You get to love your pretense...It’s true, we’re locked in an image, an act...
How can I set free anyone who doesn't have the guts to stand up alone and declare his own freedom?
I like people who shake other people up and make them feel uncomfortable.
I've always thought comparisons were useless and ugly. It is a short cut to thinking.
I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos-especially activity that seems to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom... Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.
Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain.
I wouldn't mind dying in a plane crash. It'd be a good way to go. I don't want to die in my sleep, or of old age, or OD... I want to feel what it's like. I want to taste it, hear it, smell it. Death is only going to happen to you once; I don't want to miss it
Windows work two ways, mirrors one way. You never walk through mirrors or swim through windows.
When sex involves all the senses intensely, it can be like a mystical experience.
I'm kind of hooked to the game of art and literature; my heroes are artists and writers.
All the poems have wolves in them. All but one. The most beautiful one of all. She dances in a ring of fire and throws off the challenge with a shrug.
There are no laws, there are no rules, just grab your friend and love him.
Tell them you came, and saw, and looked into my eyes and saw the shadow of the guard receding. Thoughts in time and out of season, the hitchinker stood by the side of the road and levelled his thumb in the calm calculus of reason. [...] Why does my mind circle around you? Why do planets wonder what it would be like to be you? All your soft wild promises were words, birds, endlessly in flight.
Blake said that the body was the soul's prison unless the five senses are fully developed and open. He considered the senses the 'windows of the soul.' When sex involves all the senses intensely, it can be like a mystical experence.
I believe in a long, prolonged, derangement of the senses in order to obtain the unknown.
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