I Still Haven't Quite Got Used To

Taro Taught Me That People Respect Spirit, But Even Cowards Don't Respect Cowards.

An Idler And A Sluggard Are As Different As A Gourmand And A Glutton.

Books Don't Offer Real Escape, But They Can Stop A Mind Scratching Itself Raw.

Go To Hell, Willy, Our Souls Eat Poetry, But One Has Seven Deadly Sins To Feed!

I Understand Now That Boundaries Between Noise And Sound Are Conventions. All Boundaries Are Conventions, Waiting To Be Transcended. One May Transcend Any Convention If Only One Can First Conceive Of Doing So.