I Suddenly Discovered The Delight Of Rebellion.

As Far As I'm Concerned The Only Thing To Do Is Sit In A Room And Get Drunk

I Was Having A Wonderful Time And The Whole World Opened Up Before Me Because I Had No Dreams.

I See As Much As Doors'll Allow, Open Or Shut.

Rest And Be Kind, You Don't Have To Prove Anything

I Am Young Now And Can Look Upon My Body And Soul With Pride. But It Will Be Mangled Soon, And Later It Will Begin To Disintegrate, And Then I Shall Die, And Die Conclusively. How Can We Face Such A Fact, And Not Live In Fear?