I Will Die Like A True-blue Rebel.

... People Made The Imaginary Real All The Time: Taking The Music They Heard In Their Head And Recording It, Seeing A House In Their Imagination And Building It. Fantasy Was Always Only A Reality Waiting To Be Switched On.

Maybe All The Schemes Of The Devil Were Nothing Compared To What Man Could Think Up.

Terror Is The Desire To Save Your Own Ass, But Horror Is Rooted In Sympathy.

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

I Have Nothing To Say For Myself, Only That I Have Always Tried To Make This Earth A Little Bit Better