A Wet Dream In The Mind Of

What Was Time But A Convention, A Habit Of Mind, A Custom Of Dress?

Betrayal Betrays The Betrayer.

You Reach A Point In Life Where You Realize That You Might As Well Do What You Need To Do, Because Your Being Loved Or Not Being Loved Is Really A Function Of The People You Encounter And Not Of Yourself. That Is An Immensely Liberating Insight.

I Have A Very Sensitive Nose. I Identify With Dogs. I Understand The World Through My Nose.

Memory Is The Most Transient Of All Possessions. And When It Goes, It Leaves As Few Traces As Stars That Have Disappeared.