Don't Mourn, Organise

And He Paddled Away In His Douche Canoe.

I Will Be Waiting By Candlelight In Our Tree House Of The Mind.

She Liked Things That Had Been Written By People Who Had Lived Short, Ugly, And Tragic Lives. Or, Who At Least, Were English.

You Can't Let Facts Get In The Way Of The Truth.

Pick A Sin We Can Both Live With, Is What I Ask.