This Free Will Business Is A Bit

We Cannot Bear To Regard Ourselves Simply As Playthings Of Blind Chance, We Cannot Admit To Feeling Ourselves Abandoned.

Justice! Custodian Of The World! But Since The World Errs, Justice Must Be Custodian Of The World's Errors.

Nature Is Honest, We Aren't; We Embalm Our Dead.

There Is Always A Certain Peace In Being What One Is, In Being That Completely.

Who Cares About Great Marks Left Behind? We Have One Life... Just One. Our Life. We Have Nothing Else.