Spring, / You Are A Pinking Shears:

Isn't It Our Job To Be Appalled By Our Parents? Isn't It Every Generation's Duty To Be Dismayed By The Previous Generation? And To Assert That We Are Different - Only To Discover Later That We Are Distressingly The Same?

What Was The Point Of Spending Your Life With Someone You Were Always Looking For Ways To Decieve?

Court, In Our Society, Is Often The Last Resort Of Stubbornness.

Anger Is Really Disappointed Hope.

The Future Is Merely A Shadow Which Blocks Out The Joys Of The Present And Emphasizes The Miseries Of The Past.