Time Apparently Did Nothing But

Want A Coke?” Abra Asked. “sugar Solves Lots Of Problems, That’s What I Think.

If You Intend To Write As Truthfully As You Can, Your Days As A Member Of Polite Society Are Numbered.

And I Wonder If There Is Really Any Point To What I'm Doing, Or What I'm Supposed To Make Of A World Where A Man Can Get Rich Playing "let's Pretend

Every Man Or Woman Who Loves Him, They Hate Him Too, Because He's A Hard God, A Jealous God.

Rightly Tired Of The Pain İ Hear And Feel, Boss... Where We's Comin From Or Goin To Or Why... If İ Could End It, İ Would. But İ Can't.