The First Casualty Of Hitting

We Can Only Lose What We Have First Claimed.

It Is In The Dark Times That The Light Of Friendship Shines Brightest.

I Believe That In Spite Of The Chains We Bind Ourselves With, There's A Primordial Section Of The Human Psyche That Is Still Nomadic And Still Yearns To Roam Free.

The Sweetness Of Reunion Is The Joy Of Heaven.

When I Think Of God I Feel Like An Ant Crawling Into A Computer.