Quote by Peter Steele
I dont know what to say to that, but I have to agree with Johnny t

I dont know what to say to that, but I have to agree with Johnny that, yeah, we do touch upon things that most men would rather not admit: That we feel pain, we cry, get sad and sometimes dont deal well with disappointment. – Peter Steele

Other quotes by Peter Steele

I like to put on hardcore when I have to clean my apartment, which I hate to do, but its motivational. I like old heavy metal when Im outside working on my car. Music has definite functions for me. – Peter Steele

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car
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Its bad poetry executed by people that cant sing. Thats my definition of Rap. – Peter Steele

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Poetry
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I stay way from that area, and theres only so many songs you can write about love, sex and death. – Peter Steele

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Death
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Other Quotes from
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We never taste a perfect joy our happiest successes are mixed with sadness. – Pierre Corneille

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sad

Hear me, my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands, I will fight no more forever. – Chief Joseph

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sad

And in real life endings arent always neat, whether theyre happy endings, or whether theyre sad endings. – Stephen King

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sad

It is a sad commentary that today we face a choice between having schools that are a monument to our past – or schools that will be the lifeblood of our future. But since that is our choice, let us resolve to choose wisely. – Ted Kulongoski

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sad

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I hope this will help new moms not feel alone or desperate, and that there is no shame in their feelings. PPD is out of their control, but the treatment and healing process is not. – Brooke Shields

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We must have reasons for speech but we need none for silence. – Proverb

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Silence

Oh, the summer night, Has a smile of light, And she sits on a sapphire throne. – Barry Cornwall

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smile

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned. – William Congreve

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