In This Room The Hours Of Love

If You Can Only Remain Pure In Your Stupidity, Someday You May Get A Phone Call From Hell.

Fiction Is An Improvement On Life

A Man Needed Somebody. There Wasn't Anybody Around, So You Had To Make Up Somebody, Make Him Up To Be Like A Man Should Be. It Wasn't Make-believe Or Cheating. The Other Way Was Make-believe And Cheating: Living Your Life Without A Man Like Him Around.

Where Some God Pissed A Rain Of Reason To Make Things Grow Only To Die.

The Tigers Have Found Me And I Do Not Care.