What did Henry Rollins mean by: I want to learn more about the world. It makes me want to get up and go. - Henry Rollins Copy
+ Love is self deception. I am a living creature. Hate is only self love. I am a double feature. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Rollins, Hate, Love, Self, 0 - Henry Rollins
+ Music keeps you young. Having music in your life keeps you open to things. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Rollins, Youth, 0 - Henry Rollins
+ To hate is to show you still care, who needs that, focus on what’s really important. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Rollins, Focus, Hate, Important, 0 - Henry Rollins
+ Misery, depression, elation all mine, refine confinement all my design. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Rollins, Design, Sad, 0 - Henry Rollins
+ The blues is losing someone you love and not having enough money to immerse yourself in drink. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Rollins, Losing Someone, Love, Money, 0 - Henry Rollins
+ Sometimes you can get so far in yourself that you don’t know who you are. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Rollins, Self, 0 - Henry Rollins
+ I think it’s important to have some documentation of the past. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Rollins, Important, Past, 0 - Henry Rollins
+ No child asks to get born, so when they are here, they should be shielded from any possible horror. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Rollins, Born, Children, Horror, 0 - Henry Rollins
Every production of an artist should be the expression of an adventure of his soul. - W. Somerset Maugham Playwright and novelist · United Kingdom
Be careful going in search of adventure – it’s ridiculously easy to find. - William Least Heat-Moon Author
The open road is a beckoning, a strangeness, a place where a man can lose himself. - William Least Heat-Moon Author
You need not even listen, just wait…the world will offer itself freely to you, unmasking itself. Explain - Franz Kafka Writer · Czechia
The various forms of despair at the various stations on the road. Explain - Franz Kafka Writer · Czechia
The true fruit of travel is perhaps the feeling of being nearly everywhere at home. - Freya Stark Explorer · United Kingdom
