Osbert Was The Only One Who Didn't

I Give Thanks For All That Has Passed, For All That Is Passing, And For All That Is Yet To Come.

Perhaps The Way To Succeed Is To Think Of Life On Earth As A Colossal Joke, A Creation Of Such Immense Stupidity That The Only Way To Live Is To Laugh Until You Think Your Heart Will Break.

After All This Time, I Know Exactly Where I Belong.

The Imagination Can Be Dangerous. It Can Change The World. And That Is Why We Write.

Such A Courageous Boy I Was. To Act Brazenly Under Scrutiny And Risk Further Injury To My Wounded Heart. Ah, The Resilience, The Blind, Dumb Persistence Of Youth.