There's A Thin Line Between Collectivity And

If You Can't Raise Consciousness, At Least Raise Hell.

... I Distrust Manifest Knowledge.

I Think Of Birth As The Search For A Larger Apartment.

Alcohol Is An Allergy Of The Body And An Obsession Of The Mind.

Oh Well, Maybe The Only Beauty Left In Cities Is In The Oil Slicks On The Road And Maybe There Isn't Any Beauty Left In The People Who Live In These Places.