Quotes from Nick Cave

This is how it essentially is for Bunny Junior. He loves his dad. He thinks there is no dad better, cleverer, or more capable, and he stands there beside him with a sense of pride — he's my dad — and he also, of course, stands beside him because he has nowhere else to go.

I'm a bad motherfucker, don't you know--and I'll crawl over fifty good pussies just to get to one fat boy's asshole," said Stagger Lee.

In the mirror, mah hair now long, ah looked like a fucken prince. A King. King Euchrid the First. Monarch of Doghead. Don't fuck with the King, brother. Don't fuck with the King. And then ah looked again to Heaven and again ah gave Him thanks.

No dejéis que os digan que no hay monstruos.

People think I'm a miserable sod but it's only because I get asked such bloody miserable questions

the pulsing phallus move down his stomach

You ain't got no self-respect, you feel like an insect Well don't you worry buddy, cause here he comes

Es vienk?rši atkl?ju, ka š? pasaule ir p?rlieku smaga, lai taj? b?tu labs," saka Bannijs, tad aizver acis un, izp?tis elpu, sastingst.

Ah knew his eyes were blue and though his face seemed rugged, even swarthy in the sepia tones of the photograph, it was obvious that the sea and salt had been instrumental in darkening what was once a pale and bloodless complexion – like mine.

My biggest fear is losing memory because memory is what we are.

The ladders of life that we scale merrily Move mysteriously around So that when you think you're climbing up, man In fact you're climbing down

T]he luminous and shocking beauty of the everyday is something I try to remain alert to, if only as an antidote to the chronic cynicism and disenchantment that seems to surround everything, these days. It tells me that, despite how debased or corrupt we are told humanity is and how degraded the world has become, it just keeps on being beautiful. It can't help it.

Vulnerability is essential to spiritual and creative growth. Finding enormous strength through vulnerability. You're being open to whatever happens, including failure and shame. The two are connected, maybe - vulnerability and freedom.

The more overtly unshakeable someone's beliefs are, the more diminished they seem to become, because they have stopped questioning, and the not-questioning can sometimes be accompanied by an attitude of moral superiority. The belligerent dogmatism of the current cultural moment is a case in point. A bit of humility wouldn't go astray.

The creative impulse, to me, is a form of bafflement, and often feels dissonant and unsettling. It chips away at your own cherished truths about things, pushes against your own sense of what is acceptable. It's the guiding force that leads you to where it wants to go. It's not the other way around. You're not leading it.

You have to operate, at least some of the time, in the world of mystery, beneath that great and terrifying cloud of artistic unknowing

I'd say, be careful what you wish for; certitude is seldom good for creativity.

You somehow grow into the fullness of your humanity, form your own character, become a proper person – I don't know, someone who has become a part of things, not someone separated from or at odds with the world.

If there was a thorn for every time that ah have died today,' ah thought, 'a thorn for every time that they have killed me, the world would be one big briar patch.

I was able to construct a world view based on intimacy, vulnerability, uncertainty and commonality.

I'm forever near a stereo saying, 'What the fuck is this garbage?' And the answer is always the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

But if you're gonna dine with them cannibals Sooner or later, darling, you're gonna get eaten . . .

Music is storming, driving, relentless, devotional, slinky, subtle, heartbreakingly-beautiful sounds that, lyrically, switch from the cynical to the sanguine, the defeated to the defiant, dealing in love, war, beauty, children, romance, rejection, Pethedine, poetry, panties, God, Auden, Johnny Cash, cold potatoes, too-much-money, not enough money, writer's block, flowers, animals and more flowers. But maybe I'm projecting here.

Inspiration is a word used by people who aren't really doing anything.