Let Cloud Shapes Swarm, / Let Chaos

Home Is The Place Where, When You Have To Go There, They Have To Take You In.

If We Couldn't Laugh We Would All Go Insane.

Bounds Should Be Set To Ingenuity For Being So Cruel In Bringing Change Unheralded On The Unready.

One Age Is Like Another For The Soul.

The Question That He Frames In All But Words Is What To Make Of A Diminished Thing.