I Want You To Remember What Was

You'll Have Pie In The Sky When You Die.

Music [is] The Third Rail Of Life. You Grabbed It To Shock Yourself Out Of The Dull Drag Of Hours. To Feel Something. To Burn With All The Emotions You Didn't Get To Experience In The Ordinary Run Of School, Tv, And Loading The Dishwasher After Dinner.

Horror Was Rooted In Sympathy . . . In Understanding What It Would Be Like To Suffer The Worst.

The Best Way To Get Even With Anyone Is To Put Them In The Rearview Mirror On Your Way To Something Better.

When You Think About It, Most Of The Good Ideas Came Along To Make Sin A Whole Lot Easier.