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Rob Delaney

Andre Eriksen

“You should hear how beautiful the name I give you is when I look at you from across the room. The very thought of it is as wonderful as a planet covered with roses. I watch your mouth move as you speak to the man across the table. I imagine the interesting things that you are telling him. I think of all the things I would love to hear come out of your beautiful woman mouth. Striking intelligence, lightning humor. I think of the thrill of an intelligent woman talking just to me. I put eyes in your head. Eyes that could lead armies off cliffs, horses and all. This is why I come from no place and go home to no one. This is why I walk the streets alone, searching for nothing, everything. Street level magic. You’ll never know that just sitting across a room full of people, I have transformed you into a goddess. A destroyer of despair. The answer to a shipwrecked, stranded prayer.”

— Henry Rollins, Solipsist (page 80)

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“I don’t even know you and I love your life because you got one. And if Joe was here now, he’d be here. But he’s not. And I don’t believe in an afterlife. You step on a bug, it dies. I shoot you in your face, and you die. And you don’t come back. And that’s my belief, okay? There’s no ghosts. There’s no afterlife. I’m not a spiritual person, I’m a kind of a Cash & Carry guy, Wash n Wear. So with that belief in mind I reckon that while you are here, since you’re not going to Disneyland and all that shit and hang out with Jim Morrison and get to jam with Hendrix and Miles and all that cool shit if I were you I would really kick a lot of ass while you’re here because when you’re dead and you die, you’re fucked because you don’t get to go hang out and do cool shit anymore. So if you’re thinking of going home and putting a fucking needle in your vein and shooting heroin, always know one thing. At least my opinion is, that’s fucked. Glorious thoughts of suicide. If you ever kill yourself I would love to be able bring you back to life just so I could kick your ass, okay? I think there’s just no time for drinking this Jack Daniel’s poison. There’s no time for hanging yourself. There’s no time for blowing your brains out. There’s no time for heroin. As bad as life is, people like Daryl Gates, people training you to be a racist moron, there’s a lot of bad shit out there and as bad as life gets, life is fucking awesome man. Because the alternative, going to a funeral and looking at a little plastic box that contains your friend sucks. So all of you are the same on one level, all of you in here are just like me in one way, you’re all breathing. And that’s the coolest, man. And you have to go with that. Because there’s nothing else to go with. That’s the only break you get. You get to live tomorrow. You get to go on. You get to move forward. And it might not seem like much but for me right now it’s all I’m hanging on to and it’s all I’ve got going and it’s what I’m going to stick with so on that note I just want you to know that I hope you had a great fucking time tonight. I want you to live two ways: long and strong. Goodnight.” - Henry Rollins, Talking From The Box