When Your Conscience Says Law Is Immoral,

I Hate To Say This, But I'll Repeat It: After Death, All We Know That You Do Is Stink.

Rotten Travesty. Yeah. Send Me To Jail For Contempt. Try That. Go Ahead.

Despite The Solace Of Hypocritical Religiosity And Its Seductive Promise Of An After-life Of Heavenly Bliss, Most Of Us Will Do Anything To Thwart The Inevitable Victory Of Biological Death.

I Always Said All My Life, If I Wasn't Born And They Gave Me The Question, I'd Say, I Don't Want To Be Born.

How Can You Regret Helping A Suffering Patient?