Call No Man Your Father Upon The

So To Any Of Us, Whatever Those Things Are: Whatever It Is We Look Up To, Whatever It Is We Look Forward To, And Whoever It Is We're Chasin'. To That I Say: Amen. To That I Say: Alright, Alright, Alright. To That I Say: Just Keep Livin'. Thank You.

If Happiness Is What You’re After, Then You Are Going To Be Let Down Frequently And Be Unhappy Much Of Your Time. Joy, Though, Is Something Else. It’s Not A Choice, Not A Response To Some Result, It Is A Constant. Joy Is “the Feeling We Have From Doing What We Are Fashioned To Do,” No Matter The Outcome.

I Am Vain. I Think Vanity Is A Good Thing. It's Done More Good Things For Me Than It Has Not.

They Eat, They Crap, They Sleep, And If They're Crying They Need To Do One Of The Three And They're Having Trouble Doing It. Real Simple.

We Are Things That Labor Under The Illusion Of Having A Self, A Secretion Of Sensory Experience And Feeling, Programmed With Total Assurance That We Are Each Somebody, When In Fact Everybody's Nobody.