Death Deserves Dignity.

It's Usually The Selfish People Who Are Loved The Most. They Do What You Deny Yourself, And You Love Them For It. You Give Them Your Heart.

I Feel That Art Has Something To Do With The Achievement Of Stillness In The Midst Of Chaos. A Stillness Which Characterizes Prayer, Too, And The Eye Of The Storm. I Think That Art Has Something To Do With An Arrest Of Attention In The Midst Of Distraction.

Strict Seriousness Was Far More Dangerous Than Any Joke.

One Thought-murder A Day Keeps The Psychiatrist Away.

How Could I Be Anything But A Dissenter? Who Wants The Opinion Of A Group?