In this atmosphere Where you have to go perennially crazy only to survive, Which auspicious moment should I choose to become mad?

There’s a power that comes with silence. I had grown to fear the unsaid thing. So it felt like a release to say it-to admit that the risk wasn’t just inside our walls-it was inside...

You just go a little crazy, you know. Sometimes. And why? Well only because your soul is just too big for you, it flies away somehow.

For me it’s all about creating chaos.. and then getting away with it.

You can only drive yourself crazy if you have no distance from the world