Everything Flows And Nothing Stays.

The Melancholy Joys Of Evils Pass'd, For He Who Much Has Suffer'd, Much Will Know.

All My Life I've Been An Obese Man Trapped Inside A Fat Man's Body.

The Best Things Beyond Their Measure Cloy.

The Life, Which Others Pay, Let Us Bestow, And Give To Fame What We To Nature Owe.

Now Son, You Don’t Want To Drink Beer. That’s For Daddies, And Kids With Fake Ids.