Robert Black

Every second in the air in Paris is art.

Beautiful girls, are a bit like been there, done that. Once you have had one, the mystery is gone.

Women are like a living, breathing casinoLike a judge and juryThey sense everythingThey sense what you try to hideThey sense your weaknessesThey sense your power levelsOne must be patientOne must listenWatchAnd waitBefore one strikes

Many scorned women delude themselves that the past was negative and to be forgotten, whereas the present is positive and to be celebrated. But what they also forget is, at one time they celebrated that past, as the positive present.

A woman's power source is from the pussy.

I am beautifully on my own. I am free. At the end of the day, we should be our own heroes. Our own savers. Our own heroes.

Vanity does not pay the bills.

People need new things to excite them, new inventions, new ideas, new art, new drugs, if there are no new things, then they resort to war

Human beings will be remembered as the race who tried to destroy everything they did not understand. People, animals, plants, even the giant ball they called home.

Find someone you care enough about to help you control your drinking. Preferably yourself.

Religion allows people to feel justified in acting out their primal instincts, that is, to assault, destroy, rape, and murder others, who they judge as being different and inferior to themselves.

Some people live by the rules of karma. They are the best, the strongest. Some people live with the need for religion. They are the judgmental ones, the haters. They justify their hate, their violence, in the name of their chosen religion and God. Others live without the rules of karma, and without religion, just as animals do.

There is some kind of elegant gentleness to Paris that I don't quite understand yet.

Those who hate lawyers, have either hired the wrong one and lost, represented themselves and lost, or had such a bad case that no lawyer could win it.

Politicians are people who learn not to blink, when they lie.

Anyone who craves an afterlife has not lived their life to the fullest.

When you are gambling, though you probably do not know it, your mind is on the tide, the ebb and flow of the Universe, and there is no way to fight it. Going with the flow is the only option, so there is no point in struggling against it, but, it will tell you how you sit with God, or the Universe, at that particular time in your life.

To be or not to be, fucked up on whiskey, that is the question.