Without pain, without sacrifice we would have nothing. Like the first monkey shot into space.

You can find fresh pain every time you discover what you pretty much already know.

It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.

I see in the fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables, slaves with white collars, advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of the history man, no purpose or place, we have no Great war, no Great depression, our great war is a spiritual war, our great depression is our lives, we've been all raised by television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars, but we won't and we're slowly learning that fact. and we're very very pissed off.

I see enormous loves growing immense and finally crushing me.

The monkey is off our back. Five wins is the pedestal that we were looking at, hopefully that will get us in (the playoffs).