I Have A Night Off On Halloween.

There's No Present, There's No Future, I Don't Even Know About The Past.

In 1964 Something Totally Unexpected Happened. I Got A Job I Enjoyed.

Hating People Isn’t A Productive Way Of Living. So What’s The Point In Hating Anyone? There’s Enough Hate In The World As It Is, Without Me Adding To It.

I Just Suddenly Thought, People Really Get Off On Being Scared. They Pay Money To See Green Foam Come Out Of People's Mouths.

I Never Received Any Encouragement. My Father Would Work Nights And My Mother Would Work During The Day. We Were Expected To Get A Job With A Trade.