"Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better."
"She touches me The jungle lights up with incinerating fire Looks like a flaming serpent I look into her eyes I see a movie flickering Car crashes People kicking corpses Men ripping their tracheas out and shaking them at the sky I think to myself: I don’t want to survive this one I want to burn up in the wreckage Cooking flesh in the jungle"
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Source: Henry Rollins (2009). “The Portable Henry Rollins”, p.27, Villard
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