Once You Take Away The Struggle For

The 'what Should Be' Never Did Exist, But People Keep Trying To Live Up To It. There Is No 'what Should Be,' There Is Only What Is.

I Won't Say Ours Was A Tough School, But We Had Our Own Coroner. We Used To Write Songs Like, "what I'm Going To Do If I Grow Up".

Satire Is Tragedy Plus Time. You Give It Enough Time, The Public, The Reviewers Will Allow You To Satirize It. Which Is Rather Ridiculous, When You Think About It.

There Are No Dirty Words, Only Dirty Minds.

If Jesus Had Been Killed Twenty Years Ago, Catholic School Children Would Be Wearing Little Electric Chairs Around Their Necks Instead Of Crosses.