“I close my eyesAnd sink within myselfRelive the gift of precious memoriesIn need of a fix called innocenceWhen did it begin?The change to come was undetectableThe open wounds expose the importance ofOur innocenceA high that can never be bought or sold.”
“The change which the writing wrought in me (and of which I did not write) was only a beginning; only to prepare me for the gods' surgery. They used my own pen to probe my wound. ”
“Why keep a wound open when forgiveness can close it?”
“The soul is a terrible reality. It can be bought and sold and bartered away.”
“Art cannot be bought or sold. It can only be created or destroyed.”
“I bought the Heartbreak Hotel, on my own with no investors. Closed it down and opened the Fuck You, Get Over It bed and breakfast.”