I Don't Want To Go To The

Good Luck Is Just Bad Luck With Its Hair Combed.

I Do Not Kill With My Gun; He Who Kills With His Gun Has Forgotten The Face Of His Father. I Kill With My Heart.

I Think That's What People Most Always Do With The Stuff They Can't Make Out - Just Forget It.

We Have Once Again Succeeded In Destroying What We Could Not Create.

I'm Going To Be Dead For A Long Time, So I Have A Lot To Do Now.