There Is No God, And Conversation Is

Get In, Get Out. Don't Linger. Go On.

I Am Too Nervous To Eat Pie.

All Of Us, All Of Us, All Of Us Trying To Save Our Immortal Souls, Some Ways Seemingly More Round About And Mysterious Than Others. We Are Having A Good Time Here. But Hope All Will Be Revealed Soon.

What Good Are Insights? They Only Make Things Worse.

It Ought To Make Us Feel Ashamed When We Talk Like We Know What We're Talking About When We Talk About Love.