Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black. She has a knife, knife, knife, stuck in her back, back, back. She cannot breathe, breathe, breathe. She cannot cry, cry, cry. Thats why she begs, begs, begs. She begs to die, die ,die..

You need to screw up to learn. You need to experience to create greatness.

Can you go cazy without knowing you're crazy?

Age is artificial. It's soulless. It doesn't matter one bit.

People are so stupid. They think they've got the whole puzzle figured out, but they're really so far off.