Curiosity Makes Loneliness.

A Small Boy Puts His Hand On The Wall, And Looks Down Intently As He Wriggles His Toes. The Birth Of Thought?

Laughter Scares Off Lust.

The Nature Of Language May Determine What Most People Say, But I Always Speak My Own Meaning.

Losing Gracefully Is Commended But Never Chosen.

Every Time I Change The Way I Explain Myself To Myself, I Have To Rearrange The Story Of My Life.