Life, The Permission To Know Death.

Youth Is Cause, Effect Is Age; So With The Thickening Of The Neck We Get Data.

Too Great A Sense Of Identity Makes A Man Feel He Can Do No Wrong. And Too Little Does The Same.

Life, The Permission To Know Death.

There's Something Evil In Me That Loves Evil And Degradation--purity's Black Backside! That Loves Honesty With A Horrid Love; Or Why Have I Always Gone Seeking It At The Liar's Door?

The Truth Is How You Say It, And To Be 'one's Self' Is The Most Shocking Custom Of All.