People can't change. We're pre-programmed robots going through the motions. We're the same at death as we are at birth.

J. Matthew Nespoli

Mots clés choice free-will changing



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Art expresses complex intangible feelings we can't explain in any other way. Art is everywhere, art is love; love is God; God is art. They're one and the same.

J. Matthew Nespoli

Mots clés art love god



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My soul is like my worn-out Van Gogh t-shirt; threadbare and full of holes

J. Matthew Nespoli

Mots clés soul van-gogh



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Nobody's truly free. Everyone is prisoner to a secret, a sin, a lie. It wasn't by accident that, in the Star Spangled Banner, Francis Scott Key set the word "free" to a note so high nobody could attain it.

J. Matthew Nespoli

Mots clés lies freedom free secrets sins star-spangled-banner



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Music eliminates my gravity. When I'm singing, I'm a ravenous pterodactyl. I'm alive and free and hungry, and I know who I am. But the flood is coming; it's weighing me down, making me prisoner to my loneliness and pain.
-character Joanna (Broken)

J. Matthew Nespoli

Mots clés pain music loneliness



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People talk about history and things like slavery, genocide, and religious persecution as horrors that happened in the past because we were ignorant. But nothing's changed. We still hate what we don't understand.

J. Matthew Nespoli

Mots clés fear war hatred prejudice ignorance crime bigotry



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Death didn't happen like I expected it to. There was no Grim Reaper, no chorus of angels, no army of demons. And my life didn't flash before my eyes. Death was the color of softness, a delicate green under a thin film of baby powder. There was nothing but soft random thoughts and picture, drifting through me like a child's breath blowing through a dandelion after making a wish. And as I died, I was held by my love. I wanted to soak up her love and smuggle it with me to wherever my soul was headed.
-character Ron (Broken)

J. Matthew Nespoli

Mots clés death angels dying grim-reaper color-of-death



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What happens to the souls of all the babies whom are never born? Are they lost in some parallel universe? Do they go to heaven? Are they on the other side waiting to get their vengeance?

J. Matthew Nespoli

Mots clés babies abortion



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Typically, a psychiatrist can fool a patient by telling him the root of his problem can be fixed with this pill, that support group, and more psychiatry appointments. They don't tell the patient that the really fucked up people never get better. They mask their diseases by dousing them in heavy narcotics to numb their sickness, for years, until the peaceful eternal sleep comes and takes them away.

J. Matthew Nespoli

Mots clés mental-health psychosis psychiatrists



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I'd just done the most important thing a person can ever do. I'd made life. At the very instant he was put into my arms, I loved this new person more than anyone but a mother can understand.

J. Matthew Nespoli

Mots clés love motherhood birth



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