My internal and external life depend so much on the work of others that I must make an extreme effort to give as much as I receive.
I don't throw my body down on the stage at all anymore because I'm sure I'd snap like a twig.
When I drink a Glass of water, it's thick and crawling with life. My mouth leads to the interior of my body - a caldron of disease, germs, and perversions of biology. I don't exist individually. I'm made of millions of living creatures, eating each other, decomposing, eating each other.
The goal is ecstasy, but I don't want to make some sort of saccharine pop music. I want to make something that's completely uncompromising: the best possible music ever made.
I am definitely less and less interested in music made by people that exist today, people that are living. I just see them as part of the whole stupid process of the music business, desperate (even if they feign indifference) to get noticed, trying to "make it" in the stinking music business, to become "famous" etc, and it disgusts me.
The sexuality of children - there's a lot friction there. That tension interests me a lot.
You make your work and you can't ask for approval when you're doing it. Otherwise, it's going to be untruthful in some way.
The death anxiety of many people is fueled. . . by disappointment at never having fulfilled their potential. Many people are in despair because their dreams didn't come true, and they despair even more that they did not make them come true. A focus on this deep dissatisfaction is often the starting point in overcoming death anxiety.
You take my life when you do take the means whereby I live
Love is never defeated, and I could add, the history of Ireland proves it.
Tush! Fear not, my lord, we will not stand to prate; Talkers are no good doers: be assured We come to use our hands and not our tongues.