“I've never been lonely. I've been in a room -- I've felt suicidal. I've been depressed. I've felt awful -- awful beyond all -- but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me...or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I've never been bothered with because I've always had this terrible itch for solitude. It's being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I'll quote Ibsen, "The strongest men are the most alone." I've never thought, "Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I'll feel good." No, that won't help. You know the typical crowd, "Wow, it's Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?" Well, yeah. Because there's nothing out there. It's stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I've never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn't want to hide in factories. That's all. Sorry for all the millions, but I've never been lonely. I like myself. I'm the best form of entertainment I have. Let's drink more wine!”
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“Holy water cannot help you now
A thousand armies couldn’t keep me out
See, I’ve come to burn your kingdom down
I’ve come to smoke you out
Seven devils all around you
Seven devils in my house
See, I was dead when I woke up this morning,
And I’ll be dead before the day is done
And now all your love will be exorcised
And we will find your sayings to be paradox
And it’s an even sum
It’s a symphony
It’s a battle cry
They can keep me alive
‘Til I tear the walls
‘Til I slave you heart
And they take your soul
And what have we done?”
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A thousand armies couldn’t keep me out
See, I’ve come to burn your kingdom down
I’ve come to smoke you out
Seven devils all around you
Seven devils in my house
See, I was dead when I woke up this morning,
And I’ll be dead before the day is done
And now all your love will be exorcised
And we will find your sayings to be paradox
And it’s an even sum
It’s a symphony
It’s a battle cry
They can keep me alive
‘Til I tear the walls
‘Til I slave you heart
And they take your soul
And what have we done?”
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