“You live you die and death not ends it.”

Love cannot save you from your own fate.

Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.

Most people love you for who you pretend to be….To keep their love, you keep pretending – performing.

Time to live, time to lie, time to laugh, and time to die. Take it easy baby. Take it as it comes.

People are strange when you’re a stranger.

Out here on the perimeter there are no stars. Out here we is stoned. Immaculate.

Let’s just say I was testing the bounds of reality. I was curious to see what would happen. That’s all it was curiosity.

Everybody insists that freedom is what they want the most, the most sacred and precious thing a man can possess. But that’s bullshit! People are terrified to be set free – they hold on to their chains.

Nobody would stay interested in me if I was normal

I believe in a long, prolonged, derangement of the senses in order to obtain the unknown.

I am the Lizard King. I can do anything!

In the beginning we were creating our music, ourselves, every night . . . starting with a few outlines, maybe a few words for a song.

A moving or movement away from a station A waving away from a waving a motion Amazement a moment amazing a waving

There may be a time when we’ll attend Weather Theaters to recall the sensation of rain.

Blake said that the body was the soul’s prison unless the five senses are fully developed and open. He considered the senses the ‘windows of the soul.’

To keep their love, you keep pretending – performing. You get to love your pretense…It’s true, we’re locked in an image, an act – and the sad thing is, people get so used to their image