It's Only Words... Unless They're True.

Everybody Makes Their Own Fun. If You Don't Make It Yourself, It Isn't Fun. It's Entertainment.

The Secret Knowledge Is There's Nobody Home But Us Chickens. The Constitution Was Written By A Bunch Of Regular Guys Who Tried To Get Together And Thrash Out A Contract Under Which They Could Get Together That Would Keep People Together.

It's Hard To Write A Good Plot, It's Very Hard.

The So-called Assault Weapons Ban Is A Hoax. It Is A Political Appeal To The Ignorant. The Guns It Supposedly Banned Have Been Illegal For 78 Years. Did The Ban Make Them 'more' Illegal? The Ban Addresses Only The Appearance Of Weapons, Not Their Operation.

Every Reiteration Of The Idea That _nothing Matters_ Debases The Human Spirit. Every Reiteration Of The Idea That There Is No Drama In Modern Life, There Is Only Dramatization, That There Is No Tragedy, There Is Only Unexplained Misfortune, Debases Us. It Denies What We Know To Be True. In Denying What We Know, We Are As A Nation Which Cannot Remember Its Dreams--like An Unhappy Person Who Cannot Remember His Dreams And So Denies That He Does Dream, And Denies That There Are Such Things As Dreams.