War is the highest form of struggle for resolving contradictions, when they have developed to a certain stage, between classes, nations, states, or political groups, and it has existed ever since the emergence of private property and of classes.

War has always been the grand sagacity of every spirit which has grown too inward and too profound; its curative power lies even in the wounds one receives.

The imperialists and domestic reactionaries will certainly not take their defeat lying down and they will struggle to the last ditch. After there is peace and order throughout the country, they will still engage in sabotage and create disturbances in various ways and will try every day and every minute to stage a comeback. This is inevitable, beyond all doubt, and under no circumstances must we relax our vigilance.

So many cringes in the heroin binges, I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes of my imagination.

If there's not drama and negativity in my life, all my songs will be really wack and boring or something.

Tomorrow I wake with second wind and strong because of pride. I know I fought with all my heart to keep the dream alive.