Alone, I Am Drunk On My Thoughts;

In A Strange City, I Connect Through Food And Fantasy.

Aphorisms Have Never Seduced Anybody, But They Have Fooled Some Into Considering Themselves Worldly-wise.

While We Are Reading, We Are All Don Quixote.

If I Had Found The Words I Was Looking For, I Would Not Have Read So Much.

Unconditional Love Is A Lofty Ideal, But Unconditional Hate Is A Fact Well Documented By History.