Because I Cannot Write My Native Language

Walking On Water Wasn't Built In A Day.

Between Incomprehensible And Incoherent Sits The Madhouse. I Am Not In The Madhouse.

The Only Alternative To Sleeping Out, Hopping Freights, And Doing What I Wanted, I Saw In A Vision Would Be To Just Sit With A Hundred Other Patients In Front Of A Nice Television Set In A Madhouse, Where We Could Be "supervised."

As I Grew Older I Became A Drunk. Why? Because I Like Ecstasy Of The Mind.

Listen To The Silence Inside The Illusion Of The World, And You Will Remember The Lesson You Forgot