I'd Like To Be In The Country

When All By Myself, I Can Think Of All Kinds Of Clever Remarks, Quick Comebacks To What No One Said, And Flashes Of Witty Sociability With Nobody. But All Of This Vanishes When I Face Someone In The Flesh: I Lose My Intelligence, I Can No Longer Speak, And After Half An Hour I Just Feel Tired. Talking To People Makes Me Feel Like Sleeping. Only My Ghostly And Imaginary Friends, Only The Conversations I Have In My Dreams, Are Genuinely Real And Substantial.

Better To Dream Than To Be.

There Are Ships Sailing To Many Ports, But Not A Single One Goes Where Life Is Not Painful.

Art Lies Because It's Social.

Given That We Cannot Know All The Elements In A Problem, We Never Can Solve It.