To Discover The Mode Of Life Or

Every Jackass Going The Roads Thinks He Has Ideas.

History Is That Nightmare From Which There Is No Awakening.

No Pen, No Ink, No Table, No Room, No Time, No Quiet, No Inclination.

To Live, To Err, To Fall, To Triumph, To Recreate Life Out Of Life.

We Are An Unfortunate Priest-ridden Race And Always Were And Always Will Be Tell The End Of The Chapter.... A Priest-ridden Godforsaken Race.