But what’s real? You can’t find the truth. You just pick the lie you like best. As long as you know that everything’s a lie, you can’t hurt yourself.
We think sometimes we’re only drawn to the good, but we’re actually drawn to the authentic. We like people who are real more than those who hide their true selves under layers of artificial niceties.
Memories are the only real gifts we can leave our children.
If you want to find out who your real friends are, sink the ship. The first ones to jump aren’t your friends.
Marilyn Monroe wasn’t even her real name, Charles Manson isn’t his real name, and now, I’m taking that to be my real name. But what’s real? You can’t find the truth, you just pick the lie you like the best.
Marilyn is real. I wake up and I am Marilyn.
It’s not like I turn off Marilyn Manson and I’m an everyday guy who goes and has another job and doesn’t think about any of this stuff. Marilyn Manson is the most real thing that can come from me.