Knowing Heaven Is What Heals Us On

You've Lived Through A Lot Of Wars, I Said. "yes." Do They Ever Make More Sense? "no.

As Long As We Can Love Each Other, And Remember The Feeling Of Love We Had, We Can Die Without Ever Really Going Away.

Small Towns Are Like Metronomes; With The Slightest Flick, The Beat Changes.

If You Really Could Fit God In A File, You Wouldn't Need To Believe In God, You Know, You'd Just Go Get The File Like A Box Of Corn Flakes Off The Shelf.

Anger Is A Poison. It Eats Us Inside. We Think When We Hate Someone We Hurt Them, But Hatred Is A Curved Blade, And The Harm We Do To Others We Also Do To Ourselves.