There's Worse That People Can Steal From

Nothing Is Static. Even The Mona Lisa Is Falling Apart. Since Fight Club, I Can Wiggle Half The Teeth In My Jaw. Maybe Self-improvement Isn't The Answer. Maybe Self-destruction Is The Answer.

Without Animals, There Would Be No Humanity. In A World Of Just People, People Will Mean Nothing . . .

Without True Chaos, We Can Never Have True Peace.

These Flowers Will Be Rotten In A Couple Hours. Birds Will Crap On Them. The Smoke Here Will Make Them Stink, And Tomorrow A Bulldozer Will Probably Run Over Them, But For Right Now They Are So Beautiful.

I Want My Whole Life Lined With A Topical Anesthetic.