El-P Quotes

The greatest conflicts are not between two people but between one person and himself.

We all have our inner demons.

I've always been full of nervous energy, but I'm not really as happy as I seem.

There never was a war that was not inward.

As an actor, to play someone who's at war with himself, that's so interesting.

I've always been at war with myself, for right or wrong. I don't know how to explain it more. It's universal. Some people are better at dealing with it, and they sleep with no pain - not pain, arguments. I've grown quite comfortable with being at war.

I just didn't want a musical side of me being prosperous but I'm dying on the inside.

All the shitty stuff people do to themselves... it can all be the same thing, you know? Just a way to drown out your own voice. To kill your memories without having to kill yourself.

There is scarcely any passion without struggle.

There is another man within me that's angry with me.

My heart is a protest that I let rally against my ribs.

She was struggling against a current that brought her inside herself.

I live with that contradiction daily. It is a constant struggle. I struggle very deeply. I don't think I've said this to anyone, but I've wondered if I just want to give up this world and live in the Congo and just be there. But I don't think that's what they need from me.

Strong mental agitation and disturbance was no novelty to him, even before his late sufferings. It never is, to obstinate and sullen natures; for they struggle hard to be such.

In other words, it was a struggle with himself. And the product of that struggle: anger, bitterness, resentment, envy or transformation, aspiration, hope, decency..the product of that struggle is the quality of your life and the nature of your soul.

An inner darkness is darker than an outer darkness.

She went around with a broken heart, and she wasn't sure who'd broken it. She thought it was herself, mostly.

To one's enemies: "I hate myself more than you ever could.

No one who, like me, conjures up the most evil of those half-tamed demons that inhabit the human breast, and seeks to wrestle with them, can expect to come through the struggle unscathed.

You do not know what wars are going on down there where the spirit meets the bone.

He was outwardly calm but inwardly bleeding to death.

Concealed sorrow bursts the heart, and rages within us as an internal fire.

It is thus that the few rare lucid well-disposed people who have had to struggle on the earth find themselves at certain hours of the day or night in the depth of certain authentic and waking nightmare states, surrounded by the formidable suction, the formidable oppression of a kind of civic magic which will soon be seen appearing openly in social behavior.

"It almost always happens that people enjoy a few moments and then afterwards feel very guilty. The guilt arises because of the ego. The ego starts torturing them, "What are you doing? Have you decided to kill me? And I am your only treasure. Killing me? You will be destroyed. Killing me is destroying yourself."