I had come to regard him as a loner with no real past and a future so vague that there was no sense talking about it.

I felt a tremendous distance between myself and everything real.

A man can live on his wits and his balls for only so long.

Well, " he said. "I hope to God I never make forty -- I wouldn't know what to do with myself.

They claimed no allegiance to any flag and valued no currency but luck and good contacts.

Those who know, do. Those that understand, teach.

We all are so deeply interconnected; we have no option but to love all.

Appreciate your flaws to reach the potential of your greatness.

People are afraid of things they don't understand. They don't know how to relate. It threatens their security, their existence, their career, image.

I wonder do the gods know what it feels like to be a man.

Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy. Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy!

For we by conquest, of our soveraine might,And by eternall doome of Fate's decree,Have wonne the Empire of the Heavens bright.

In all history the only bright rays cutting the gloom of oppression have come from men who would rather get hurt than give in.

These are clearly the end times, and now we understand why the prophets warned us about the Trump of Doom.

My Struggles is a record close to me. It's about what I went through at home living with an abusive father.