Nice Day For A Funeral.

A German Philosopher Once Wrote That He Who Fights Monsters Must Take Care That He Doesn't Become One Himself.

When Are You At Your Most Defenseless?

Then Why Don't You Go And ---- Yourself.

You Are Meant To Be Here. There Are No Coincidences. It's All Happening The Way It Was Meant To Be.

Statues Lined The Stairs And Stood, Dotted Across The Roof. But They Had Been Brutalized By Time And The Weather. Some Were Missing Arms. Many Had No Faces. Once They Had Been Saints And Angels. Two Hundred Years Standing In London Had Turned Them Into Cripples.