America Is A Lunatic Asylum.

The Eyes Of This Dead Lady Speak To Me For Here Was Love, Was Not To Be Drowned Out. And Here Desire, Not To Be Kissed Away. The Eyes Of This Dead Lady Speak To Me.

It Doesn't Matter Which Leg Of Your Table You Make First, So Long As The Table Has Four Legs And Will Stand Up Solidly When You Have Finished It.

With Usura With Usura Hath No Man A House Of Good Stone Each Block Cut Smooth And Well Fitting.

The Real Meditation Is ... The Meditation On One's Identity. Ah, Voilà Une Chose!! You Try It. You Try Finding Out Why You're You And Not Somebody Else. And Who In The Blazes Are You Anyhow? Ah, Voilà Une Chose!

Where The Dead Walked And The Living Were Made Of Cardboard.