In The Brute Physical World, And The

To Be In Opposition Is Not To Be A Nihilist.

Endless Praise And Adoration, Limitless Abnegation And Abjection Of Self; A Celestial North Korea.

One Can Become Quite Used To The Specter Of The Eternal Footman, Like Some Lethal Old Bore Lurking In The Hallway At The End Of The Evening, Hoping For The Chance To Have A Word. And I Don't So Much Object To His Holding My Coat In That Marked Manner, As If Mutely Reminding Me That It's Time To Be On My Way. No, It's The Snickering That Gets Me Down.

I Burned The Candle At Both Ends And It Often Gave A Lovely Light.

Not Many People Come Through Esophageal Cancer And Live To Talk About It, Or Not For Long.