I Am Unlikely To Trust A Sentence

Some People Say Their Life Is Full Of Darkness And I Wonder Why They Don't Just Try And Switch The Lights On.

We Have Scarcely Gotten Home ... When Our Children's Sneezes Greet Us, Skinned Knees Bleed After Waiting All Day To Do So. There Is The Bellyache And The Burned-out Basement Bulb, The Stalled Car And The Incontinent Cat. The Windows Frost, The Toilets Sweat, The Body Of Our Spouse Is One Cold Shoulder And The Darkness Of Our Bedroom Is Soon Full Of The Fallen Shadows Of Our Failures.

[as] Authorities "over" Us Are Removed, As We Wobble Out On Our Own, The Question Of Whether To Be Or Not To Be Arises With Real Relevance For The First Time, Since The Burden Of Being Is Felt Most Fully By The Self-determining Self.

If You Were A Fully Realized Person-whatever The Hell That Would Be-you Wouldn't Fool Around Writing Books.

And I Am In Retirement From Love.