I Got Three Letters Today Telling Me

To Get A Human Through A Life, Lives Of Broken Bones, Knock-me-over-with-a-feather Susceptibility To Myriad Viruses, And Whatever Else Might Befall Someone Will Cost Money.

I Think That Humans Have A Huge Capacity To Carry Pain And Sadness. There Are Things That Haunt Us Our Entire Lives; We Are Unable To Let Them Go. The Good Times Seem Almost Effervescent And Dreamlike In Comparison With The Times That Didn't Go So Well.

If There Was A God, He Wouldn't Let A Guy Walk Right Up And Shoot You In The Face Now Would He? That's Right, Now You Get The Picture. Truth Burns Doesn't It?

The Ones Who Don't Do Anything Are Always The Ones Who Try To Pull You Down.

When Someone Asks You, 'what's Punk?' My Reply Is, 'if You Have To Ask, You're Never Going To Know.'