The Dead Don't Bear A Grudge Nor

Pride Was My Wilderness, And The Demon That Led Me There Was Fear.

As We Grow Older We Should Become Not Less Radical But More So.

Well, You're Young. You Know A Lot You Won't Know Later On.

What Goes On Inside Isn't Ever The Same As What Goes On Outside.

I Used To Think There Would Be A Blinding Flash Of Light Someday, And Then I Would Be Wise And Calm And Would Know How To Cope With Everything And My Kids Would Rise Up And Call Me Blessed. Now I See That Whatever I'm Like, I'm Pretty Well Stuck With It For Life. Hell Of A Revelation That Turned Out To Be.