I'm Really Optimistic In The Mornings.

The Horror Of It Is, Every Goddamn Thing You Look At Seems Pretty Scary To Me.

Science Consistently Produces A New Crop Of Miraculous Truths And Dazzling Devices Every Year.

I Think I Might Have Been Stupid In Some Respects, It If Weren't For My Psychedelic Experiences.

Law Shuttles Between Freeing Us And Enslaving Us.

There Is A General Place In Your Brain, I Think, Reserved For Melancholy Of Relationships Past. It Grows And Prospers As Life Progresses, Forcing You Finally, Against Your Better Judgment, To Listen To Country Music.