But I don't think Art's an Einstein - he likes tugging ears, biting people and burping too much to be a genius.

For a long time that's all I could do, howl and scream and cry like the wild animal of the night that I'd become.

Wars raged everywhere as men found new, inventive ways to kill even more of their race. It was like a contest, the many tribes of mankind competing to see who could commit the worst atrocities.

sometimes, in pursuit of a greater peace, a man must stand by and lets those he loves suffer the injustices of men ho cares only about their own beliefs and nothing about the faith or feelings of others-- even when it pains him to the very core of his spirit

When it comes to impending, unavoidable extinction, ignorance is bliss.

Of course I have nightmares-Who doesn't?

I sucked blood from one of my best friends