An economist is an expert who will know tomorrow why the things he predicted yesterday didn't happen today.
The fixation of the theater in one language--written words, music, lights, noises--betokens its imminent ruin.
I am a man by virtue of my hands and my feet, my belly, my heart of meat, my stomach whose knots reunite me to the putrefaction of life.
In consciousness dwells the wondrous, with it man attains the realm beyond the material, and the Peyote tells us, where to find it.
I destroy because for me everything that proceeds from reason is untrustworthy. I believe only in the evidence of what stirs my marrow, not in the evidence of what addresses itself to my reason. I have found levels in the realm of the nerve. I now feel capable of evaluating the evidence. There is for me an evidence in the realm of pure flesh which has nothing to do with the evidence of reason. The eternal conflict between reason and the heart is decided in my very flesh, but in my flesh irrigated by nerves.
Not once more willI be found with beingswho swallowed the rail of lifeAnd one day I found myself with beingswho swallowed the nail of life-as soon as I lost my matrix mamma,and the being twisted under him,and god poured me back to her(the motherfucker).
Hell is of this world and there are men who are unhappy escapees from hell, escapees destined ETERNALLY to reenact their escape.
The litmus test for whether I want to take on a role or not is usually fear. If Im afraid of it, then I want to do it.
I do get the sense sometimes that if I draw things too nice, maybe I won't be indie-rock enough anymore.
A happy marriage has the tranquility of a lovely sunset.
Communion with God does not imply turning off your mind but turning it on - to be renewed in our minds. We're to love God with all our mind as well as heart. So true communion with God empowers hard work with the Bible, rather than bypassing work in favor of pure passivity.