It's So Shameful Of Me: I Like

If You Respect Or Love Animals You Could Never Eat Them. It's That Simple

It Begins In The Heart...and It Hurts When It's True. It Only Hurts Because It's True.

I Have No Love For Myself As A Human Being, But I Have Immense Pride In The Music I Make.

The Sorrow Of The Ira Brighton Bombing Is That Thatcher Escaped Unscathed.

I See Myself Rather Like An Old Discarded Dishrag.