
Waking from your beauty sleep to find your room swimming in blue and green.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow…

I’d rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy.

If I gave up the coffee I’d have to take my whiskey neat.

On every street in every city, there’s a nobody who dreams of being a somebody.

Even bad coffee is coffee, and therefore sacred.

If you can’t make them see the light, then make them feel the noise.