Sleep Is Your Friend. Dreams Are Your

A Perfectly Evil Devil Makes Even Less Sense Than A Perfect God.

Heaven Would Be Hell In No Time If Every Cruel, Selfish, Vicious Soul Went To Heaven.

The Finest Thing Under The Sun And Moon Is The Human Soul. I Marvel At The Small Miracles Of Kindness That Pass Between Humans, I Marvel At The Growth Of Conscience, At The Persistence Of Reason In The Face Of All Superstition Or Despair. I Marvel At Human Endurance.

Hell's Bells Ringing, My Secret Music.

I Lived Like A Man Who Wanted To Die But Who Had No Courage To Do It Himself.