It Is Of Men, And Of Them

To Hell With Reality! I Want To Die In Music, Not In Reason Or In Prose.

Since Life Consists Of Madness Spiked With Lies, The Farther You Are From Each Other The More Lies You Can Put Into It And The Happier You'll Be. That's Only Natural And Normal. Truth Is Inedible.

I'd Seen Too Many Troubling Things To Be Easy In My Mind. I Knew Too Much And Not Enough. I'd Better Go Out, I Said To Myself, I'd Better Go Out Again.

People Avenge Themselves For The Favors Done Them.

Women Always Have Some Mental Reservation.