There are no incurable ills.

Weather in Afghanistan, 2000 degrees and cloudy. What the f-ck am I doing? I'm stuck on the weather channel. AHHH!

I'd rather see twenty thousand smiling faces than twenty thousand crying people.

Sabbath were a hippy band. We were into peace.

Unholy soldier, disciple of sin, what kind of mind are you living in?

Suicide is the only way out.

Do you know what causes low voter turnout in America? It's the result of having the fate of our nation at stake. This began with the bitter presidential election of 1828, which pitted the education, cultivation, and puritan constraint of John Quincy Adams against the yahoo populism of Andrew Jackson, thereby deciding permanently whether America would become a shining city upon a hill or an overlighted strip mall along a highway.