I've Spread My Legs In The Backseat

The Thought Process Can Never Be Complete Without Articulation.

I Do Not Kill With My Gun; He Who Kills With His Gun Has Forgotten The Face Of His Father. I Kill With My Heart.

...my Basic Belief About The Making Of Stories Is That They Pretty Much Make Themselves.

Families, When A Child Is Born Want It To Be Intelligent. I, Through Intelligence, Having Wrecked My Whole Life, Only Hope The Baby Will Prove Ignorant And Stupid. Then He Will Crown A Tranquil Life By Becoming A Cabinet Minister.

Perfect Paranoia Is Perfect Awareness.