"You gotta love your body because it’s all you got to hold on to. It’s all you got. I’ll make a deal with you: I’ll love your body if you love mine."
— Augustus Hill, Oz
- 4 months ago
- 14
"Yeah, who cares who lives or dies in prison? We read their names in the morning paper and they mean nothing to us! They’re faceless! Truth is we don’t want to put a face on them! We don’t want to know who they really are because then it might hit too close to home."
— Augustus Hill, Oz
- 9 months ago
- 4
"People are defined by three things. Their heads—how they think. Their hearts—what they feel. Their dicks—who they fuck. At the end of the day, each of us has to answer one question. One, not so simple question:
Who am I?"
— Augustus Hill, Oz.
- 1 year ago
- 5
"Remember when your High School History teacher said “The course of human events changes because of the deeds of great men”?. Well the bitch was lying. Fuck Caesar, fuck Lincoln, fuck Mahatma Gandhi. The world keeps turning because of me and you: the anonymous. Revolutions start because people don’t have enough bread. Wars start over a game of Checkers."
— Augustus Hill, Oz.
- 1 year ago
- 18
"A man stands in a cemetery, reading a letter he wrote forgiving his long dead father. The mother of a girl killed by a drunk driver is racked by fantasies of retaliation. Your boyfriend begs you for one more chance. You say to the mirror you’re done hating yourself. But you know you’re not. Maybe instead of forgive and forget, it should be forgive and remember. Remember that you might have to wake up tomorrow and forgive all over again. And again,and again, the way your heart keeps beating like a drum. Forgive. I can’t. You can. Forgive. Forgive. I can’t. You can. Forgive."
— Augustus Hill, Oz.
- 1 year ago
- 31
"And love? Well, if sex is sweet and death is bitter, love is both. Love will always and forever break your heart."
— Augustus Hill in Oz.
- 1 year ago
- 8
"Ultimately, I guess it don’t matter what they write in your obituary, because you ain’t gonna be around to read it. Newsprint fades, paper turns to pulp. The mark you leave behind has to be deeper. The mark you leave behind has to be on another person’s soul."
— Augustus Hill in Oz.
- 1 year ago
"The worst stab wound is the one to the heart. Sure, most people survive it, but the heart is never quite the same. There’s always a scar. Which is meant, I guess, to remind you that - even for a little while - someone made your heart beat faster. And that’s a scar you can live with. Proudly. All the days of your life."
— Augustus Hill in Oz
- 1 year ago
