I’ll tell you one thing that’s certain; you won’t fight dying once you’ve peeked over to the other side; you’ll no more want to go back to your body than you’d want to spoon up your own puke.
I’ll tell you one thing that’s certain; you won’t fight dying once you’ve peeked over to the other side; you’ll no more want to go back to your body than you’d want to spoon up your own puke.
I like thinking about the red dress and the television and you and your father. Now when I get the sun, I smile.
‘Course I’m respectable. I’m old. Politicians, ugly buildings, and whores all get respectable if they last long enough.
I wanted to ask you a question. It’s gonna sound a little strange, just think about it for a second, okay?
I’d like you to tell me that you are a false prophet… I’d like you to tell me that you are, and have been, a false prophet… and that God is a superstition.