Anxiety is a sickness of the human spirit rather than of the psyche alone.

Anxiety is the infinite which everyone is in touch with.

Anxiety is the reality of freedom as possibility anterior to possibility.

Anxiety is the only emotion that does not deceive.

The Body is the most indisputable materialization of class taste in that one's hairstyle, clothing, diet, and even gait function as signs within a larger system of social positions.

The Body is singular, the soul multiple.

A Body is a body with reflexes and anticipatory qualities, a body that is constantly in-becoming

The Body is a poop gun and eating is reloading.

Comfort is the god of this world, but comfort it will never obtain by making it an object.

Comfort is overrated — life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

Comfort is Comforts and syphilis are the greatest enemies of mankind.

Comfort is nothing to be proud of — you should never be comfortable, man. Being comfortable fouled up a lot of musicians.