Ursula Craved Solitude But She Hated Loneliness,

The Grim Reaper, Gloria Corrected Herself - If Anyone Deserved Capital Letters It Was Surely Death. Gloria Would Rather Like To Be The Grim Reaper. She Wouldn't Necessarily Be Grim, She Suspected She Would Be Quite Cheerful (come Along Now, Don't Make Such A Fuss).

Love Was The Hardest Thing. Don't Let Anyone Ever Tell You Different.

In The End, It Is My Belief, Words Are The Only Things That Can Construct A World That Makes Sense.

If People Believed In Eternal Damnation They Might Not Be Seizing The Day Quite So Much.

(although Anyone With Half A Brain Must Surely Be Mired In Existential Gloom All The Time)