If People Associate You With The Idea

How We Treat The Vulnerable Is How We Define Ourselves As A Species.

I Think, You're Not Blagging Me On This Ridiculous Journey, With This Bit Of Paper. I Think If You Want To Change Things, It's Not With An X On A Piece Of Paper, It's With An X On Someone's Forehead.

As A Performer, I'm Very, Very Confident In What I Do.

Life Is Not A Theme Park, And If It Is, The Theme Is Death.

It Is Difficult To Feel Sympathy For These People. It Is Difficult To Regard Some Bawdy Drunk And See Them As Sick And Powerless. It Is Difficult To Suffer The Selfishness Of A Drug Addict Who Will Lie To You And Steal From You And Forgive Them And Offer Them Help. Can There Be Any Other Disease That Renders Its Victims So Unappealing?