Why Not? If Enough People Believe, You

One Day I'll Be Dead And Then You'll All Be Sorry.

When Much Is Taken, Something Is Returned.

It Was Quite Impossible To Describe. Here Is What It Looked Like. It Looked Like A Piano Sounds Shortly After Being Dropped Down A Well. It Tasted Yellow, And It Felt Paisley. It Smelled Like The Total Eclipse Of The Moon.

You Need To Believe In Things That Aren't True. How Else Can They Become?

People Are Often So Busy Living That They Never Stop To Wonder Why.