Enough Is Ever-receding.

No Chaos, No Creation. Evidence: The Kitchen At Mealtime.

While We Are Reading, We Are All Don Quixote.

If You Insist On Asking Me Why I Feel The Way I Do, I Plan To Take The Fifth Amendment.

A Moratorium On Opportunities, Please. I Need To Recover From The Last One.

Existence Is Not A Mystery Unless You Think It Has A Meaning.