A Man Who Limits His Interests Limits

I Sometimes Feel That I'm Impersonating The Dark Unconscious Of The Whole Human Race. I Know This Sounds Sick, But I Love It.

There Comes A Time In Life When You Know What You Like And Have To Make Up Your Mind To Like What You Know, Or At Least Have Begun To Know. In Other Words, You Must Determine In What Direction Your Knowledge Is Leading, Thus Far.

It's Just Endless What You Can Learn From A Single Work Of Art. You Can Fill Up The Crevices Of Your Life, The Cracks Of Your Life, The Places Where The Mortar Comes Out And Falls Away-you Can Fill It Up With The Love Of Art.

It's As Much Fun To Scare As To Be Scared.

I’m Always Intrigued By My Nonsensical Concern With Picking Out A Bunch Of Things That Look Exactly Alike The Ones That Somehow I Feel Are The Best And Belong To Me. It’s That Same Crazy Urge Or Superstition, Or Whatever It Is, That Makes Me Open A Bible In A Hotel Room, Hoping For Some Great Happenstance Spiritual Word Of Advice. More Often Than Not, I Hit A Long Passage Of Begats And Begots, Which Contain Little Inspiration Other Than The Fact That Procreation Is The Highest Aim Of Life.