Fear, He Said, Ran All Of Our

When I Was A Little Boy, Marvin Hagler Was My Idol. He Got No Respect For Most Of His Career. His Fighting Style Was Straight Ahead. He Took Every Shot Thrown At Him, And He Kept Punching Back 'til He Won. I Honestly Feel That's How I Am. I Take Big Shots From People. But I Keep Going.

Writing's Not Precious To Me. It's Not A Thing That Requires Specific Environment. You Know, It's My Job. Just Like Anybody With A Job, You Have To Do Your Job When You Don't Feel Like It, Regardless Of How Good Or Bad The Conditions Are, Regardless Of How Good Or Bad You Might Feel On Any Particular Day.

I Love The Process Of Being Alone In A Room.

There Are Places From Which You Cannot Return. There Is Damage That Can Be Irreparable.

I, However, Like Black. It Is A Color That Makes Me Comfortable And The Color With Which I Have The Most Experience. In The Darkest Darkness, All Is Black. In The Deepest Hole, All Is Black. In The Terror Of My Addicted Mind, All Is Black. In The Empty Periods Of My Lost Memory, All Is Black. I Like Black, Goddammit, And I Am Going To Give It Its Due.