Light Is The Task Where Many Share

Thou Wilt Lament Hereafter, When The Evil Shall Be Done And Shall Admit No Cure.

The Generation Of Mankind Is Like The Generation Of Leaves. The Wind Scatters The Leaves On The Ground, But The Living Tree Burgeons With Leaves Again In The Spring.

I'm A People Person...who Drinks.

Sleep And Death, Who Are Twin Brothers.

I'm A Rageaholic. I Just Can't Live Without Rageahol.