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I Told The Doctor I Was Overtired, Anxiety-ridden, Compulsively Active, Constantly Depressed, With Recurring Fits Of Paranoia. Turns Out I'm Normal.

Jesus Died To Forgive Our Sins. Dare We Make His Martyrdom Meaningless By Not Committing Them?

Remember When You Were A Kid And The Boys Didn't Like The Girls? Only Sissies Liked Girls? What I'm Trying To Tell You Is That Nothing's Changed. You Think Boys Grow Out Of Not Liking Girls, But We Don't Grow Out Of It. We Just Grow Horny. That's The Problem. We Mix Up Liking Pussy For Liking Girls. Believe Me, One Couldn't Have Less To Do With The Other.

When I Write A Play, My Whole Intent At Bottom Is To Get The Audience To Be In The Cast, To Get That Audience On Stage With The Actors And To Get Them Thoroughly Involved In What's Going On.

Getting Out Of Bed In The Morning Is An Act Of False Confidence.