I Wanted To Acquire An Education, Work

But What Was A Body? Dust, Dung, Urine, Itches. It Was The Light Within Which Was Important, And It Was Not Significant If That Light Endured After Death, Or If The Soul Was Blinded Eternally In The Endless Night Of The Suspired Flesh.

The World Is A Penal Institution.

Men Who Retain Irony Are Not To Be Trusted. They Can't Always Resist An Impulse To Tickle Themselves.

The Stalwart Soul Has The Will To Live And Is Eager For The Race.

Are We Not All Desperate One Way Or Another?