Every year, August lashes out in volcanic fury, rising with the din of morning traffic, its great metallic wings smashing against the… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
Every summer, around late July and into August, I find myself in Europe, performing at any festival that will have me. — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
August in sub-Saharan Los Angeles is one of the great and awful tests of one's endurance, sanity and stamina. — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
August brings into sharp focus and a furious boil everything I've been listening to in the late spring and summer. — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
August used to be a sad month for me. As the days went on, the thought of school starting weighed heavily upon… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
The streets lie, the sidewalks lie, everything lies You can try and read it but you're gonna get it wrong...all wrong The… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
I think that one of the hardest things in the world to be is a black male. I mean everyone hates your guts. White… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
In the summer of '84, you just couldn't escape the Born in the USA record. — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
We spend millions of dollars to remove pain from our lives. It's why so many people get hooked on painkillers. The body becomes addicted… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
There's a lot of mountain climbers trapped inside of bodies of people behind the counter at Kinko's. — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I will… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
I was raised in Washington, DC, very violent place. I grew up with violence. My introduction to music was violent. The years I've spent… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
I feel pain everyday of my life. When you see me perform, it's that pain you're seeing coming out. I put all my emotions,… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
I feel close to people like Jimi Hendrix because I connect with his music. Not the man but what he did. — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
I don't believe in fate or destiny. I believe in various degrees of hatred, paranoia, and abandonment. However much of that gets heaped upon… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
