History Doesn't Pass The Dishes Again.

All In All, Death Is Something Like Marriage.

History Doesn't Pass The Dishes Again.

The More One Is Hated, I Find, The Happier One Is.

When You Stop To Examine The Way In Which Our Words Are Formed And Uttered, Our Sentences Are Hard-put To It To Survive The Disaster Of Their Slobbery Origins.

Life Must Go On, Even If It's No Joke...just Pretend To Believe In The Future.