Pain and Despair

What is hell?

Batter my heart, three-personed God; for, you

Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us.

Thou hast the keys of Paradise, oh just, subtle, and mighty opium!

The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she,

Water, water, everywhere,

I don’t consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.

Abortions will not let you forget.

When the stars threw down their spears

O Rose, thou art sick!

All punishment is mischief: all punishment in itself is evil.

Those have most power to hurt us that we love.

Let other pens dwell on guilt and misery. I quit such odious subjects as soon as I can.

History to the defeated

Even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course

About suffering they were never wrong,

In the deserts of the heart

Eternal Passion!

You may shoot me with your words,

Children’s talent to endure stems from their ignorance of alternatives.

It’s like a lion at the door; And when the door begins to crack, It’s like a stick across your back; And when your back begins to smart, It’s like a penknife in your heart; And when your heart begins to bleed, You’re dead, and dead, and dead, indeed.

One good thing about music When it hits you You feel no pain.

Down on me, down on me, Looks like everybody in this whole round world Is down on me.

Walk it slow where you go walk it slow… We in the world Poor as dirt Somebody’ll get hurt the world is black the world is green the world is red, yellow, brown the world is mean