Once We've Made A Decision,

The Very Essence Of Playfulness Is An Openness To Anything That May Happen, The Feeling That Whatever Happens, It's Okay... You're Either Free To Play, Or You're Not.

I Think That Money Spoils Most Things, Once It Becomes The Primary Motivating Force.

I Would Like To Do My Own Eulogy, And Then Shoot Myself And Then Get In The Coffin.

Loving Your Neighbour As Much As Yourself Is Practically Bloody Impossible? You Might As Well Have A Commandment That States,'thou Shalt Fly'.

What's The Bleedin' Point?