“I sit in the top of the wood, my eyes closed.
Inaction, no falsifying dream
Between my hooked head and hooked feet:
Or in sleep rehearse perfect kills and eat.”

“I closed my eyes, bowed my head and thought, AH, HELL…”

“You know, I'm sick of following my dreams, man. I'm just going to ask where they're going and hook up with 'em later.”

“I rolled my eyes so far into the top of my head I almost fell over backward.”

“Hope is the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard.”

“Exhibitionism is like a drug. Hooked in adolescence I was now taking doses so massive they would have killed a novice.”

“The average man is hooked to his fellow men, while the warrior is hooked only to infinity.”

“I am of course notoriously hooked on cigarettes. I keep hoping the things will kill me. A fire at one end and a fool at the other.”

“There was no closing my eyes and sliding back into that blissful dream of normal. This was my normal now.”

“I was lost and double crossed,
With my hands behind my back.
I was longtime hurt and thrown in the dirt,
Shoved out on the railroad track.
I've been used, abused and so confused,
And I had nowhere to run.
But I stood and looked,
And my eyes got hooked
On that beautiful morning sun.”