How Easy It Is, Treachery. You Just

Perhaps I Write For No One. Perhaps For The Same Person Children Are Writing For When They Scrawl Their Names In The Snow.

Anaesthesia, That's One Technique: If It Hurts, Invent A Different Pain.

You're Sad Because You're Sad. It's Psychic. It's The Age. It's Chemical. Go See A Shrink Or Take A Pill, Or Hug Your Sadness Like An Eyeless Doll You Need To Sleep. Well, All Children Are Sad But Some Get Over It. Count Your Blessings. Better Than That, Buy A Hat. Buy A Coat Or A Pet. Take Up Dancing To Forget.

You Meet The Same People On The Way Down That You Meet On The Way Up, But You're Going The Other Way.

People Use Technology Only To Mean Digital Technology. Technology Is Actually Everything We Make.