Murder Begins Where Self-defense Ends.

People Like Us Are Unhappy In This World And In The Next, I Guess If We Made It To Heaven, We'd Have To Help Make It Thunder.

The Sin Is In Our Thoughts.

How Many Women Does One Need To Sing The Scale Of Love All The Way Up And Down?

Government Must Be A Transparent Garment Which Tightly Clings To The People's Body.

We Are Always On Stage, Even When We Are Stabbed In Earnest At The End.