God Is A Lonely Place Without Steak.

My Part Of The Game Is That I Must Live The Best I Can.

We Drove On And On, Past Little Villages And Both Good Things And Bad Things Were Happening To The People In Those Villages Too, But I Still Was Nothing But Arms And Ears And Eyes And Maybe There'd Be Either Some Good Luck For Me Or More Death Tomorrow.

The Free Soul Is Rare, But You Know It When You See It

We Are Here To Laugh At The Odds And Live Our Lives So Well That Death Will Tremble To Take Us.

Our Disappointment Sits Between Us.