Every Life Has A Love Story, Even

In New York, One Must Collapse To Be Indolent.

The Ordinary Life: The Misery Seems Planned, The Happiness Accidental.

Conscious Thought Is The Tidying Up At The End.

Thinking About The Universe Has Now Been Handed Over To Specialists. The Rest Of Us Merely Read About It.

My Ambition In Life: To Become Successful Enough To Resume My Career As A Neurasthenic.