Do We Have Free Will, Or Do

There's A Terrible Dark Joy When The Only Person Who Knows All Your Secrets Is Finally Dead.

I Say Let Me Never Be Complete, I Say May I Never Be Content,i Say Deliver Me From Swedish Furniture, I Say Deliver Me From Clever Arts, I Say Deliver Me From Clear Skin And Perfect Teeth,i Say You Have To Give Up! I Say Evolve, And Let The Chips Fall Where They May!

Nothing Shows You The Straight Line From Here To Death Like A List.

Telling Some Stories, Miss Leroy Says, Is Committing Suicide.

The Future You Have, Tomorrow, Won't Be The Same Future You Had, Yesterday.