It Was A Pleasure To Burn.

But Souls Can't Be Sold. They Can Only Be Lost And Never Found Again.

I Discovered Me In The Library. I Went To Find Me In The Library.

I Have Something To Fight For And Live For; That Makes Me A Better Killer. I've Got What Amounts To A Religion , Now .

I Felt A Bit Bookish, Cut Off From Life.

God, How We Get Our Fingers In Each Other's Clay. That's Friendship, Each Playing The Potter To See What Shapes We Can Make Of Each Other.