Idle Dreaming Is Often Of The Essence

Despair Came Over Her, As It Will When Nobody Around Has Any Sexual Relevance To You.

But With A Sigh He Had Released Her Hand, While She Was So Lost In The Fantasy That She Hadn't Felt It Go Away, As If He'd Known The Best Moment To Let Go.

If They Can Get You Asking The Wrong Questions, They Don't Have To Worry About Answers.

All Variables Are Independent.

The Reality Is In This Head. Mine. I'm The Projector At The Planetarium, All The Closed Little Universe Visible In The Circle Of That Stage Is Coming Out Of My Mouth, Eyes, And Sometimes Other Orifices Also.