My Week Beats Your Year.

How Can Anybody Learn Anything From An Artwork When The Piece Of Art Only Reflects The Vanity Of The Artist And Not Reality?

I've Made Love To My Mother, Killed My Father, And My Brother. What Am I To Do?

What Could There Be More Purely Bright In Truth's Day Star?

The President's Dead, No One Can Find His Head, Its Been Missing For Two Weeks. But No One Seemed To Notice It.

As You Practice Things, You Get Better. I Mean I've Worked Very Hard On Changing My Life And Taking What Is Good About It And Trying To Jettison The Things I Think Were Not Good About It. I Think The Key Word Is "discipline," Focus. I'm Always Working At It, But I'm Not Always Successful.