I Can Only Wait For The Final

I Can't Help Feeling That There Is No Beauty Without Hope, Struggle, And Conquest.

Fortunately, Somewhere Between Chance And Mystery Lies Imagination, The Only Thing That Protects Our Freedom, Despite The Fact That People Keep Trying To Reduce It Or Kill It Off Altogether.

A Paranoiac, Like A Poet, Is Born, Not Made.

You Have To Begin To Lose Your Memory, If Only In Bits And Pieces, To Realize That Memory Is What Makes Our Lives. Life Without Memory Is No Life At All... Our Memory Is Our Coherence, Our Reason, Our Feeling, Even Our Action. Without It We Are Nothing.

Age Is Something That Doesn't Matter Unless You're A Cheese