The Teutons Have Been Singing The Swan

What Does It Matter How One Comes By The Truth So Long As One Pounces Upon It And Lives By It?

You Start Out With The Sublime And You End Up In An Alley Jerking Away For Dear Life.

Paint What You Like And Die Happy

Everybody Says Sex Is Obscene. The Only True Obscenity Is War.

All My Calvaries Were Rosy Crucifixions, Pseudo-tragedies To Keep The Fires Of Hell Burning Brightly For The Real Sinners Who Are In Danger Of Being Forgotten.