It's As Much Fun To Scare As

Sometimes You Read A Passage By A Great Writer, And You Know What He Says And How He Says It Will Always Be, For You, The Only Possible Way It Could Be. Less Often A Painter Will Describe An Event In A Way That Fits Into Your Interpretation Of That Event So Perfectly That It Becomes The Event Itself.

Art Is Excitement Which If We Can't Create Ourselves, We Can At Least, Through Love Of It, Make Available To Others.

Right At This Moment, I Only Want Silence. I Believe That The End Of Life Is Silence In The Love People Have For You. I've Actually Been Running Through What People Have Said About The End. Religion Says That The End Is One Thing, Because It Serves Their Purpose. But Great Thinkers Alike Haven't Always Agreed. Shakespeare Knew How To Say It Better Than Anyone Else. Hamlet Says 'the Rest Is Silence.' And When You Think Of The Noises Of Everyday Life, You Realize How Particularly Desirable That Is. Silence.

There's Something Fascinating About Seeing Something You Don't Like At First But Directly Know You Will Love—in Time. People Are That Way, All Through Life. You Come Against A Personality, And It Questions Yours. You Shy Away But Know There Are Gratifying Secrets There, And The Half-open Door Is Often More Exciting Than The Wide.

I Don't Play Monsters. I Play Men Besieged By Fate And Out For Revenge.