"For most who live, hell is never knowing who they are. The Singer knew and knowing was his torment."
"Hate sometimes stands quite close to love. God too stands often near to evil - like silent chessmen - side by side. Only the color of the squares is different."
"It is always more difficult to sing when the audience has turned its back."
"The word 'crying' does not appear in the lexicon of heaven. It is the only word listed in the lexicon of hell."
"No person ever is so helpless as the man in whom joy and misery sleep comfortably together. No physician can give health and happiness to the man who enjoys his affliction. For such a man health and happiness are always contradictory."
"Decision is the key to destiny. 'God , can you be merciful and send me off to hell and lock me in forever?' 'No, Pilgrim, I will not send you there, but if you chose to go there, I could never lock you out.'"
"What would you like to be when you grow up, little girl?" "Alive."
"It takes a breeze to make a banner speak."
"Where do the old gods live? In temples tended by old, old men. And the young gods? In young men who dream of building temples so that they will have something to tend when they are old, old men. It is better to believe than dream. For dreams grow old and so do dreamers. Dreamers die but not believers."
"Love is substance. Lust, illusion. Only in the surge of passion do they mingle in confusion."
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