I Did It Thirty-five Minutes Ago.

Art Is, Like Magic, The Science Of Manipulating Symbols, Words Or Images To Achieve Changes In Consciousness

This Is An Imaginary Story...aren't They All?

The Dusk Reeks Of Fornication And Bad Consciences.

I Don't Like To Go To Conventions, And I Don't Like To Relate To People On A Level Of Hero Worship, Because There's No Real Communication Going On There.

Things Are Tough All Over, Cupcake, An' It Rains On The Just An' The Unjust Alike...except In California.