Good Luck Is Just Bad

You're Dead, George. You Just Don't Have The Sense To Lie Down.

The Poets Continually And Sometimes Wilfully Mistake Love. Love Is The Old Slaughterer.

So What He Supposed To Do? Grab Bobbie's Ax And Make Like Jack Nicholson In The Shinning? He Could See It. Smash, Crash, Bash: Heeeeeeere's Gardener!

I Like To Think That Good People Win. But Even Good People Have Other Sides. Most People Will Slow Down To Get A Good Look At An Accident, Even Though They Won't Admit It.

Even At Eleven, He Had Observed That Things Turned Out Right A Ridiculous Amount Of The Time.