The Mask Was A Thing On It's

The Greatest Ideas Are The Simplest.

Heaven Lies Around Us In Our Infancy.

We Did Everything Adults Would Do. What Went Wrong?

We're All Mad, The Whole Damned Race. We're Wrapped In Illusions, Delusions, Confusions About The Penetrability Of Partitions, We're All Mad And In Solitary Confinement.

If I Blow The Conch And They Don't Come Back; Then We've Had It. We Shan't Keep The Fire Going. We'll Be Like Animals. We'll Never Be Rescued." "if You Don't Blow, We'll Soon Be Animals Anyway.