It's Hard, Cotton. To Let Yourself Love

Shaw, We're Going To Die, Aren't We?" Probably. Why?" Just Wanted Confirmation.

Anyone Who's Lived Has Lost Somebody.

Life Was Not Fair. If You Wanted Something You Had To Take It. Before Someone Else Took It From You. Neatly Dissected Down To Its Essence, Life Was One Long Series Of Lily Pad Hoppings. The Quick And The Resourceful Were Able To Adapt And Survive; All Others Were Simply Crushed As A More Nimble Creature Landed On The Lily Pad They Had Occupied For Too Long.

Why Can't People Just Sit And Read Books And Be Nice To Each Other?

Why Waste Time Trying To Discover The Truth, When You Can So Easily Create It?