I constantly try to reinvent my sensibilities and my ideas. I enjoy some of the satisfaction that I get when I feel good about what I've done. But the process is quite lonely and quite painful. --Vincent Gallo
Or this, because walking in obedience to a new idea of God (like Jesus did) is also costly:
"Lonely Road" by Mark Heard
(Listen now - http://www.myspace.com/johnmarkheard/music/songs/lonely-road-46531950)
Not taking note of the fools or the wise
Being a pawn of time and chance
Not making vows when the flood waters rise
Is simpler than nails through your hands
Being a slave to the sultans of grief
Keeping the hand to the plow
Being held captive to public belief
Is easier than thorns through your brow
And it’s a lonely road
And it’s a lonely road
And it’s a lonely road
That the Son of Man walks down
Being immune to the war of the heart
And never wondering why
To bury the conflict deep in the dark
Is safer than spears through your side
And it’s a lonely road
And it’s a lonely road
And it’s a lonely road
That the Son of Man walks down
For him who burns with a creed and a flame
Words are as smoke on the wind
Some kind of volatile helplessness reigns
And can’t fill the hearts of his kin
To go and enlighten the doomed and unwashed
Seized with the art of sacrifice
To carry the weight of a martyr-at-large
Is easier than giving your life
And it’s a lonely road
And it’s a lonely road
And it’s a lonely road
That the Son of Man walks down
Written by Mark Heard © 1990 Ideola Music
http://www.markheard.net/heardtribute/lyrics/lonely_road.html
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