Every Island To A Child

Can We Ever Break Free Of The Devices And Desires Of Our Own Hearts? Might Not Our Conscience Be Telling Us What We Most Want To Hear?

The Greatest Mystery Of All Is The Human Heart.

Metaphysical Speculation Is About As Pointless As A Discussion On The Meaning Of One's Lungs. They're For Breathing.

When I Heard, Humpty Dumpty Sat On A Wall, I Thought, Did He Fall Or Was He Pushed?

I Don't Want Anyone To Look To Me, Not For Protection, Not For Happiness, Not For Love, Not For Anything.