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And I love the hate mail I get, the unsigned, misspelled letters I get telling me to go back to Russia or wherever. ↗


— Henry Rollins


#get #go #hate #i #i love

Every summer, around late July and into August, I find myself in Europe, performing at any festival that will have me. ↗


— Henry Rollins


#around #august #europe #every #festival

Every year, August lashes out in volcanic fury, rising with the din of morning traffic, its great metallic wings smashing against the ground, heating the air with ever-increasing intensity. ↗


— Henry Rollins


#air #august #din #every #fury

I can't remember that I ever had just a minute of stage fright. ↗


— Henry Rollins


#fright #had #i #just #minute

I forged myself out of a vacuum. I crawl along the highway on hacked off stumps year after year. Some wonder how and why. I never do. ↗


— Henry Rollins


#along #crawl #forged #hacked #highway

I get angry about stuff, I get very emotionally intense about stuff and that's how I get it out - with books, with the band, on my own onstage, but it's always kind of a wail. ↗


— Henry Rollins


#always #angry #band #books #emotionally

I have never experienced anything like walking out onto the stage of an oversold venue and, before the first note is struck, realizing that there is not going to be enough oxygen for all of us. ↗


— Henry Rollins


#before #enough #experienced #first #going

I just travel the world with my backpack and my cameras and a bunch of Clif bars. ↗


— Henry Rollins


#bars #bunch #cameras #i #just

I never promise anything. I don't promise anything to my mum. I don't promise anything to the supporters. ↗


— Cristiano Ronaldo


#i #mum #never #promise #supporters

Gloria watched the swollen white orb of a hot-air balloon rising over Navy Pier and knew she had to break it off with Oliver, for he was the type who would never enjoy hot-air balloons, Van Morrison songs, or mess, whether from orgasm or otherwise. But who was she to be dreaming about mess today? ↗


— Andrea Kayne Kaufman


#music #ocd #oxford #poetry #redemptive






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