If I Had The Use Of My

I Try. I Fail. I Try Again. I Fail Better.

Humbly To Ask A Favour Of People Who Are On The Point Of Knocking Your Brains Out Sometimes Produces Good Results.

[t]he Syndrome Known As Life Is Too Diffuse To Admit Of Palliation. For Every Symptom That Is Eased, Another Is Made Worse. The Horse Leech's Daughter Is A Closed System. Her Quantum Of Wantum Cannot Vary.

To Have Been Always What I Am - And So Changed From What I Was.

I Have My Faults, But Changing My Tune Is Not One Of Them.