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SIN: Self-Inflicted Nonsense.
SIN: Self-Inflicted Nonsense.
On stage I make love to twenty five thousand people; and then I go home alone.
On stage I make love to twenty five thousand people; and then I go home alone.
For never can true reconcilement grow,
Where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep.
For never can true reconcilement grow,
Where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep.
To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
Fear is that little darkroom where negatives are developed.
Fear is that little darkroom where negatives are developed.
Hatred is a boomerang which is sure to hit you harder than the one at whom you throw it.
Hatred is a boomerang which is sure to hit you harder than the one at whom you throw it.
I have always hated that damn James Bond. I'd like to kill him.
I have always hated that damn James Bond. I'd like to kill him.
What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born.
Fear of the pain blinds us to the goal of healing. Only by seeing our problems clearly and experiencing them read more
Fear of the pain blinds us to the goal of healing. Only by seeing our problems clearly and experiencing them can we do something about them.