First You Don't Want Me To Get

I Was Working On A Flat Tax Proposal And Accidentally Proved There Was No God.

Lay Ye Down The Golden Chain From Heaven, And Pull At Its Inferior Links Both Goddesses And Gods.

Why So Much Grief For Me? No Man Will Hurl Me Down To Death, Against My Fate. And Fate? No One Alive Has Ever Escaped It, Neither Brave Man Nor Coward, I Tell You - It’s Born With Us The Day That We Are Born.

I Didn't Lie! I Just Created Fiction With My Mouth!

For Never, Never, Wicked Man Was Wise.