Money, money, money, money, money. Damn money! Doesn't anyone do something because they love it anymore? Or for the simple beauty of it? My, my, what an impass this world has come to because of something that only exists because WE give it value. It makes me feel like the one lemming that has the brains not to dive off of the cliff.
"Pope Gregory: Buonarroti! When will you make an end?
Michelangelo: When I am finished!"
"One of the many, the proud, the friends of Zardoz".