My Focus Is To Forget The Pain

I'm So Wrapped Up In My Work That It's Often Impossible To Consider Other Things In My Life. My Marriage Ended In Divorce Because Of This, My Relationship With Holly Has Suffered By This.

I Don't Remember Yesterday. I Pretty Much Live In The Moment.

Like Most Catholic Boys, I Wanted To Be Jesus Christ. I Could Never Get The Turn-the-other-cheek Thing Down, Though.

My Psychiatrist Says I Have A Messiah Complex. But I Forgave Him.

That Peace That We're After, Lies Somewhere Beyond Personality, Beyond The Perception Of Others, Beyond Invention And Disguise, Even Beyond Effort Itself. You Can Join The Game, Fight The Wars, Play With Form All You Want, But To Find Real Peace, You Have To Let The Armor Fall.