Evil Can Do Anything, For

It's A Funny Thing About Names, How They Become A Part Of Someone.

The Mind Can’t Explain It, And You Can’t Make It Go Away. It’s Called Love.

Genius Disregards The Boundaries Of Propriety. Genius Is Permitted To Shout If Shouting Is Productive.

The Fact That I Lost My Son Permeates My Being.

And Here In This Room, I Re-experience The Memories Again And Again It Is How Wisdom Comes And How We Shape Our Future.