Life Is Very Long, When You're Lonely.

It May All End Tomorrow, Or It Could Go On Forever (in Which Case I'm Doomed).

I Still Prefer Horses To Human Beings.

Satan Rejected My Soul; As Low As He Goes, He Never Quite Goes This Low.

I Just Feel That When All Is Said And Done, I Am Not Insane.

Denmark Is Sadly A Hellish Place If You Happen To Be A Pig, But The Brioche And Fruits That Tower On The Table Before Me Have Me Hastily Attaching A Feedbag.