And Then Woe Is You, Pauly. Woe

And I Guess You Judge How Well You're Doing By How Well You Sleep At Night... And What Your Dreams Are Like.

Maybe There's A Whole Other Universe Where A Square Moon Rises In The Sky, And The Stars Laugh In Cold Voices, And Some Of The Triangles Have Four Sides, And Some Have Five, And Some Have Five Raised To The Fifth Power Of Sides. In This Universe There Might Grow Roses Which Sing. Everything Leads To Everything.

The Thought Process Can Never Be Complete Without Articulation.

We Fool Ourselves So Much We Could Do It For A Living.

Kill If You Will, But Command Me Nothing!