That's true and was completely proven to be bad juju. I painted my entire bedroom during an acid trip. Best time of my life, trying to make a bad situation pretty. The feeling of a paintbrush freely flailing along and around a bedroom wall was like sex. A friend of mine told me that quote and I thought about it often. I had another quote across from my bed I stared at on a constant. "The things you own end up owning you." Thats Fight Club. It's amazing what words can do. I left that house and everything in it after a couple of months. The people were so dark I stopped seeing any light.