The First Horror Is There's Horror. The

One Day The Ordinariness Will Be Terminally Punctuated By The Extraordinary Full Stop Of Death.

Life Is Nothing But A Statement Of What Happens To Be.

The Only Animal From Which Humans Have Nothing To Learn, In Fact, Is The Sheep. Humans Have Already Learned Everything The Sheep's Got To Teach.

Every Now And Then Life Sold You An Illusion Of Design. A Coincidence, A Parallel, A Sledgehammer Symbol. The Goods Were Always Faulty. You Forked Over The Cash Only To Discover They'd Fallen Apart By The Time You Got Home. But Life Kept At It. Life Couldn't Help It. Life Was A Compulsive Salesman.

Nothing Holds Love Together Like Shared Vice Or Collusive Perversion.