To be in love is merely to be in a perpetual state of anesthesia.
Alcohol is the anesthesia by which we endure the operation of life.
Man torturing man is a fiend beyond description.
You turn a corner in the dark and there he is. You congeal into a bundle of inanimate fear. You become the very soul of anesthesia. But there is no escaping him. It is your turn now...
We never think about [anesthesia] until we don't have access to it, and then it becomes a gatekeeper. ... Who gets safe surgery and who doesn't?
To be in love is merely to be in a state of perceptual anesthesia - to mistake an ordinary young woman for a goddess.
I got this idea about being afraid to let go of something and being afraid of sinking into a state of almost anesthesia, where you have to trust other people. Just the paranoia of it all. And it seemed to suit the frenetic track. So I just wrote it out and, you know, said it.
The state should, I think, be called 'anesthesia.' This signifies insensibility.
I remember being 14 years old, making a pact with myself.
I would never join into the matrix, never join into the status quo, and I would always fight it. It always felt like I was on an operating table and the anesthesia never worked.