We're Only Immortal For A Limited Time.

Half The World Hates What Half The World Does Every Day Half The World Waits While Half Gets On With It Anyway

Like A Force Of Nature Love Can Fade With The Stars At Dawn...

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?

I Am A Big Fan Of Dos Passos' Stylistic Ability, His Poetic Approach To Prose, But The Ideas Presented In The Songs Are Quite Different From Those Which He Exemplified.

When I'm Riding My Motorcycle, I'm Glad To Be Alive. When I Stop Riding My Motorcycle, I'm Glad To Be Alive.