But here's the point. You might find out that thing you hate so much, is the very same thing you miss when it's gone.
— I can't stand people. I hate them.
— Oh, yeah?
— You hate them?
— No, but I seem to feel better when they're not around.
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
The real danger confronting civilization today is that atomic bomb which lies in the hearts and souls of men, capable of exploding into the vilest of hate and into the most damaging selfishness—that's the atomic bomb that we've got to fear today. Problem is with the men. Within the heart and the souls of men. That is the real basis of our problem.
I am a fucking machine fueled by the past,
Memory’s a memory until it’s a fact.
I can bury the hatchet and let some shit go,
But I got too many grudges to hold.
Saw a lot of people die in the end,
I never want to walk that road again,
Now I will never give up,
I don’t want to have it all,
I JUST WANT TO HAVE ENOUGH!
Hate me when I'm gone,
I'll make it worth your while when I'm successful.