Most People Die At The Last Minute;

Women Always Have Some Mental Reservation.

Not Much Music Left Inside Us For Life To Dance To. Our Youth Has Gone To The Ends Of The Earth To Die In The Silence Of The Truth. And Where, I Ask You, Can A Man Escape To, When He Hasn't Enough Madness Left Inside Him? The Truth Is An Endless Death Agony. The Truth Is Death. You Have To Choose: Death Or Lies. I've Never Been Able To Kill Myself.

I Crawled Back Into Myself All Alone, Just Delighted To Observe That I Was Even More Miserable Than Before, Because I Had Brought A New Kind Of Distress And Something That Resembled True Feeling Into My Solitude.

The Sadness Of The World Has Different Ways Of Getting To People, But It Seems To Succeed Almost Every Time.

Life Must Go On, Even If It's No Joke...just Pretend To Believe In The Future.