God Is A Witness That Cannot Be

Yes, There Were Times When I Forgot Not Only Who I Was But That I Was, Forgot To Be.

If I Had The Use Of My Body, I Would Throw It Out The Window.

It Is Suicide To Be Abroad. But What It Is To Be At Home, ... What It Is To Be At Home? A Lingering Dissolution.

We Should Have Thought Of It When The World Was Young, In The Nineties.

You're On Earth. There's No Cure For That.