I Have No Regrets, None

The Public Has No Power. The Government Knows I'm Not A Criminal. The Parole Board Knows I'm Not A Criminal. The Judge Knows I'm Not A Criminal.

I Hate To Say This, But I'll Repeat It: After Death, All We Know That You Do Is Stink.

It's The Boredom That Kills You. You Read Until You're Tired Of That. You Do Crossword Puzzles Until You're Tired Of That. This Is Torture. This Is Mental Torture.

Maybe I Won't Stay Out Of Prison. Who Knows?

A Transfer Of Money Should Never Be Involved In This Profound Situation. Although Illness Is Profound, Too, But Medicine's A Business Today. It's A Business.