They started out beneath the knowledge tree. Then they chopped it down to make white picket fences, And, marching along the railroad tracks, They smile real wide for the camera lenses. They made it past the enemy lines Just to become enslaved in the assembly lines. -Regina Spektor
"How happy is the blameless vestal's lot. The world's forgetting to the world's forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind. Each prayer accepted, each wish resigned." -Pope something or other
