Funerals Are All Abstract Ceremony.

Language, She Said, Was Just Our Way To Explain Away The Wonder And Glory Of The World. To Deconstruct. To Dismiss. She Said People Can't Deal With How Beautiful The World Really Is. How It Can't Be Explained And Understood.

You Only Ask People About Themselves So You Can Tell Them About Yourself.

We're All Going Overnight Express Delivery Straight To Hell.

Nothing Feels As Awful As Pouring Your Heart Out To Some Talk Therapist, Then Realizing This So-called Professional Is Actually Vastly Stupid And You've Just Professed Your Most Secret Secrets To Some Goon Who's Wearing One Brown Sock And One Blue Sock.

Didn't I Realize That Each Of Us Is A Sacred, Unique Snowflake Of Special Unique Specialness?