I Hate Everything Which Is

Tough Guys Don't Dance. You Had Better Believe It.

It All Comes Down To Who Does The Dishes.

Crude Thoughts And Fierce Forces Are My State. I Do Not Know Who I Am. Nor What I Was. I Cannot Hear A Sound. Pain Is Near That Will Be Like No Pain Felt Before.

So You Come Soon To Power, But You Have Merely Inherited The Crisis And Yours Is The Profit Of Cancer.

We Love Those Who Can Lead Us To A Place We Will Never Reach Without Them.