If Swans Weren't Real Myths'd Make Up.

Whoever Opined "money Can't Buy You Happiness" Obviously Had Far Too Much Of The Stuff.

Hate Eats The Hater The Way Ogres Eat Little Boys.

I Believe There Is Another World Waiting For Us. A Better World. And I'll Be Waiting For You There.

Whoever Dies With The Most Stuff Wins.

Eva. Every Day I've Climbed Up The Belfry Chanting A Lucky Chant At One Syllable Per Beat, "to-day-to-day-let-her-be-here-to-day-to-day.