“If you want truth to go round the world you must hire an express train to pull it; but if you want a lie to go round the world, it will fly: it is as light as a feather, and a breath will carry it. It is well said in the old proverb, ‘a lie will go round the world while truth is pulling its boots on’.”

The light from the oncoming train focuses the mind.

The light from the oncoming train focuses the mind.

I have spent my life judging the distance between American reality and the American dream.

I have spent my life judging the distance between American reality and the American dream.

I have spent my life judging the distance between American reality and the American dream.

What if what you do to survive kills the things you love?

What if what you do to survive kills the things you love?

If you want truth to go round the world you must hire an express train to pull it; but if you want a lie to go round the world, it will fly: it is as light as a feather, and a breath will carry it. It is well said in the old proverb, ‘a lie will go round the world while truth is pulling its boots on’.

What if what you do to survive kills the things you love?

When it comes to luck, you make your own.

If you want truth to go round the world you must hire an express train to pull it; but if you want a lie to go round the world, it will fly: it is as light as a feather, and a breath will carry it. It is well said in the old proverb, ‘a lie will go round the world while truth is pulling its boots on’.

When it comes to luck, you make your own.

When it comes to luck, you make your own.

It’s a sad man my friend who’s livin’ in his own skin and can’t stand the company.

It’s a sad man my friend who’s livin’ in his own skin and can’t stand the company.

It’s a sad man my friend who’s livin’ in his own skin and can’t stand the company.

Let your new self breathe.

I like you brave, I like you breathing free, I like you feeling all of you in you.

Would you want to breathe if you were to ask for oxygen? Would you want to drink if you were to beg for a glass of water? would you want to eat if you were to pray for a plate of food? Well, I wouldn’t.

I want a love that as deep as it feels, it breathes just as free.

Revenge is all my soul knows. It’s the only thing I’ve lived and breathed for almost as long as I can remember.

Somewhere along the way, she weaved herself so deeply into my veins I can’t fucking inhale without her breathing life into me.

Sometimes when we hear a song we breathe deeply and sigh. This reminds the prophet that the soul arises from heavenly harmony. In thinking about this, he was aware that the soul itself has something in itself of this music.

Let your weary soul rest in between each borrowed breath.