There Is No Delight The Equal Of

Maybe The Man Had Taken The Wrong Turning, But At Least He'd Travelled Some Extraordinary Roads.

To Call You Excrement Would Be An Insult To The Product Of My Bowels.

I Don't Take Accusations Of Selling Out Lightly.

I've Always Thought That Sex And Horror Belonged Together.

Here Is A List Of Terrible Things, The Jaws Of Sharks, A Vultures Wings The Rabid Bite Of The Dogs Of War, The Voice Of One Who Went Before, But Most Of All The Mirror's Gaze, Which Counts Us Out Our Numbered Days.