I think bad things have happened. I feel them in my socks.
Lady, I'm your worst nightmare - a pumpkin with a gun!
They say I'm hard and I am hard. They say I'm a bastard, and I'll tell you what. I am a bastard. A hard, tough bastard. A tough, hard bastard with a pumpkin for a head.
Our existence deforms the universe.
So... it's wash off the blood and sleep on the floor, or skip the bath and sleep ing the tub. Choices... Always choices.
Nothing is too cute and sweet to be dangerous.
Events do not occur apart and singly. Anything worth the hunting has a cost.
I would feel infinitely more comfortable in your presence if you would agree to treat gravity as a law, rather than one of a number of suggested options.
You're ugly, you're hairy, and you're covered in shit. But you're mine, and I love you!
Everyone's got to eat a peck of dirt before they die.
Those who ask don't get. And those who don't ask don't want.
Hurt you? Of course we're going to hurt you. Everybody gets hurt.
There's a downstairs in everybody.
Apparently, no-one remembered that the balloon had been used in Medieval times.
Everything speaks to the imagination in the most brutal manner.
But after the river of time washes away the memories, I see my works much as you do - as being exactly as I must have intended them to be.
It cracks open the body, placing the spectator in the position of being fragmented in a mosaic mirror.
I see only from one point, but in my existence I am looked at from all sides.
The natural outlet of fetish is fantasy. It takes a myth to fight a myth.
Weird signs are always aliens. They occupy space. Their weirdness cannot easily be disregarded.