Half The World Cries Half

Throw Off Those Chains Of Reason And Your Prison Disappears.

Different Hearts Beat On Different Strings

When I Was Young, My Ambitions Were Very Modest. I Thought, "if Only I Could Play At The Battle Of The Bands At The Y, That Would Be The Culmination Of Existence!"

Better The Pride That Resides As A Citizen Of The World Than A Pride That Divides When A Colorful Rag Is Unfurled

Could Hell Be A Place Where There Is No Self-respect? A Place Where People Have No Pride In Their Own Existence Or Behavior, And Thus Would Have None For Anyone Or Anything Else?