Oh Christ, He Groaned To Himself, If

Pride Was The Belt You Used To Hold Your Pants Up When You Had No Pants.

If You Liked Being A Teenager, There's Something Really Wrong With You.

Your Hair Is Winter Fire January Embers My Heart Burns There, Too.

For Every Mother Who Ever Cursed God For Her Child Dead In The Road, For Every Father Who Ever Cursed The Man Who Sent Him Away From The Factory With No Job, For Every Child Who Was Ever Born To Pain And Asked Why, This Is The Answer. Our Lives Are Like These Things I Build. Sometimes They Fall Down For A Reason, Sometimes They Fall Down For No Reason At All.

I Didn't Want To Even Stand Next To Any High Rise Building As Long As I Lived... I Didn't Even Want To Go Over A Bridge.