“The world seemed a bad and terrible place, all its denizens suspect, and I the lambwandering through the valley of death with a bell around my neck.”
“The stupid thief wears the sheep bell around his neck! Such stupidity of the bad is always good for the society!”
“Though I walk through the valley of death I will fear no evil, for I am the evilest motherfucker in the valley”
“Yea, though I walk through the valley of death I will fear no evil, for I am the meanest son of a bitch in the valley.”
“Yea though I walk through the Valley of Death, I shall fear no evil, for I am the baddest M-F in the valley.”
“I was a terrible believer in things,but I was also a terrible nonbeliever in things. I was as searching as I was skeptical. I didn't know where to put my faith,or if there was such a place,or even what the word faith meant, in all of it's complexity. Everything seemed to be possibly potent and possibly fake.”