I Live Absolutely Like An Oyster.

Prose Is Like Hair; It Shines With Combing.

I Do Not Like To "interest" The Public With Myself.

You Need A High Degree Of Corruption Or A Very Big Heart To Love Absolutely Everything

There Is No Truth. There Is Only Perception.

Casting Aspersions On Those We Love Always Does Something To Loosen Our Ties. We Shouldn't Maltreat Our Idols: The Gilt Comes Off On Our Hands.