I Don't Have A Strong Interest In

Consider The True Picture. Think Of Myriads Of Tiny Bubbles, Very Sparsely Scattered, Rising Through A Vast Black Sea. We Rule Some Of The Bubbles. Of The Waters We Know Nothing.

Love Was A Delicious Blend Of Warm And Cold. There Was Comfort In Making Love. It Solved No Problems: But One Could Run Away From Problems.

Stupidity Is Always A Capital Crime.

Never Fire A Laser At A Mirror.

We're Looking As Far Ahead As We Can, And We Don't Get Penalized For Mistakes.