If You Can Make It There, You'll

Nothing Anybody's Said Or Written About Me Ever Bothers Me, Except When It Does.

Deplorable, A Rancid Smelling Aphrodisiac . . . It Fosters Almost Totally Negative And Destructive Reactions In Young People.

There Are Things About Organized Religion Which I Resent. Christ Is Revered As The Prince Of Peace, But More Blood Has Been Shed In His Name Than Any Other Figure In History. You Show Me One Step Forward In The Name Of Religion, And I'll Show You A Hundred Retrogressions…i'm For Decency—period. I'm For Anything And Everything That Bodes Love And Consideration For My Fellow Man. But When Lip Service To Some Mysterious Deity Permits Bestiality On Wednesday And Absolution On Sunday—count Me Out.

What I Do With My Life Is Of My Own Doing. I Live It The Best Way I Can.

You Gotta Love Livin', Baby, 'cause Dyin' Is A Pain In The Ass.