One Rogue Leads Another.

We Mortals Hear Only The News, And Know Nothing At All.

A Generation Of Men Is Like A Generation Of Leaves; The Wind Scatters Some Leaves Upon The Ground, While Others The Burgeoning Wood Brings Forth - And The Season Of Spring Comes On. So Of Men One Generation Springs Forth And Another Ceases.

I'm A Rageaholic. I Just Can't Live Without Rageahol.

A Gun Is Not A Weapon! It's A Tool, Like A Butcher's Knife, Or A Harpoon, Or An Alligator.

Unextinguished Laughter Shakes The Skies.