The Time I Kill Is Killing Me.

All Anger Feels Like Righteous Anger; Sorrow Does Not Care Whether It Is Righteous Or Not.

I Keep Eating For Fear I Will Be Hungry.

Beggars Market Their Incapacity.

Thank God For The Passing Of The Discomforts And Vile Cuisine Of The Age Of Chivalry!

You Know You're In Love When You Stop Comparing.