Dearest Daughter. I Knew You Would Not

A Man Can't Be Taken To Hell, Or Sent To Hell: You Can Only Get There On Your Own Steam.

Gratitude Looks To The Past And Love To The Present; Fear, Avarice, Lust, And Ambition Look Ahead.

Reality Is Harsh To The Feet Of Shadows. But Will You Come?

Aren't All These Notes The Senseless Writings Of A Man Who Won't Accept The Fact That There Is Nothing We Can Do With Suffering Except To Suffer It?

On The Back Of Satan's Neck Is A Nail Scarred Footprint.