I'm A Fart In A Gale Of

Youth Is Cause, Effect Is Age; So With The Thickening Of The Neck We Get Data.

“god,” She Cried, “what Is Love? Man Seeking His Own Head? The Human Head, So Rented By Misery That Even The Teeth Weigh! She Couldn't Tell Me The Truth Because She Had Never Planned It; Her Life Was A Continual Accident, And How Can You Be Prepared For That? Everything We Can't Bear In This World, Some Day We Find In One Person, And Love It All At Once.”

Man Is The Only Thing That Has No Further Use After Something Goes Amiss.

The Night Is A Skin Pulled Over The Head Of Day That The Day May Be In Torment.

Certainty Always Produces Questions, Uncertainty Statements. It Is A Balancing Law Of Nature.