In England, Nobody's Your Friend.

I Don't Think I Have A Tragic Demeanor.

In An Expanding Universe, Time Is On The Side Of The Outcast. Those Who Once Inhabited The Suburbs Of Human Contempt Find That Without Changing Their Address They Eventually Live In The Metropolis.

A Fair Share Of Anything Is Starvation Diet To An Egomaniac.

Is Not The Whole World A Vast House Of Assignation Of Which The Filing System Has Been Lost?

In Fact I Try To Spend At Least One, If Not Two Days Without Ever Leaving My Room. Because If I Didn't, When Would I Recharge My Batteries?