It Was An Unspoken Pleasure,

You Can't Recover From What You Do Not Understand.

Unjust. How Many Times I've Used That Word, Scolded Myself With It. All I Mean By It Now Is That I Don't Have The Final Courage To Say That I Refuse To Preside Over Violations Against Myself, And To Hell With Justice.

Freedom Costs You A Great Deal.

Cynicism Is An Unpleasant Way Of Saying The Truth.

It's A Sad Day When You Find Out That It's Not Accident Or Time Or Fortune, But Just Yourself That Kept Things From You.