If you start in the pit of despair with these profane, awful things, even a glimmer of hope or awareness is going to occur that's much brighter coming from this dark, awful beginning.

Nothing shows you the straight line from here to death like a list.

If you flee from the things you fear, there's no resolution.

Sometimes you do something, and you get screwed. Sometimes it's the things you don't do, and you get screwed.

I'm always trying to reach a transcendent point, a romantic point, but reach it in a really unconventional way, a really profane way. To get to that romantic, touching, heartbreaking place, but through a lot of acts of profanity.

Losing all hope is freedom